Blast the halls
The library can not provide a useful thoughtWe seek structures, process, target, goal.Maze be damned, your books are naughtbut dreams, let numbers rule & take control.So burn its books, and […]
The library can not provide a useful thoughtWe seek structures, process, target, goal.Maze be damned, your books are naughtbut dreams, let numbers rule & take control.So burn its books, and […]
Beware, when entering, pebble your path,do not wander or rebel by mind-drifting intovolumes or tomes. Beware, do not listento the soft tongue of the tempter, the keeperof keys, the ancient […]
Long ago he was young and greenstill uncorrupted by these scrollsuntouched by wisdom, words not seenhe swirled with music uncontrolledhe walked in scent of bloom and girlsand gazed for dreams […]
You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave!Hotel California, The Eagles Traveller, pilgrim beware,many who have enteredhave forever been lost,to the taste of a tomeburied in […]
In the library time isa six year old girl named Aldorarunning through the corridorsand alleys and seeminglywith her unicorn magic takingyou over storm-ridden seasacross snow laden valleysinto Mediaeval battle fieldswhere […]
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