Our burden, boys
From mud and gangrene boys we formed to hatethe neighbours, former friends we turned to foes,while we sang songs, made graves, for those whose fatewas death, we left the others […]
From mud and gangrene boys we formed to hatethe neighbours, former friends we turned to foes,while we sang songs, made graves, for those whose fatewas death, we left the others […]
We bonded over walking, wide and farwhen over mountains, meadows, moors we paired you let your hair be wind-blown, sun-kissed, freewandering on forgotten paths towards the sea; and when we […]
A summer breeze moves the muslin drapesas shallow shadows dance on naked skinand windows open to the sea make shapesthe sunset paints us in a sweeter sense of sin. We […]
Daylight keeps demons of mine barely at bayOh, how their jowls, salivating ready to gnawat my intestines, my liver, teasing, and playwith my prudence patiently waiting to claw the flesh […]
A Truth may flourish if it’s nourished wellto free your mind, but if Truths so taughtare turned to songs of arms or sacred spells.They may kindle blaze in crowds, bespotthe […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly