November escape
A Cirrus-streaked aboveness, slate-grey galesravage ribcage, tears apart, murder maim.the westerner, November winds haul us sleet Watch bony boughs give way, they bend and flailsee centennial sentinels. pine-trees claimedto teeth […]
A Cirrus-streaked aboveness, slate-grey galesravage ribcage, tears apart, murder maim.the westerner, November winds haul us sleet Watch bony boughs give way, they bend and flailsee centennial sentinels. pine-trees claimedto teeth […]
This midnight lure of blacknessvoids above, rest crammedbetween the luminosity of stately stars,brim with curiosity of feeble flares. Voids above rest crammed,an ancient canvas for the birthof stars; abundant matter […]
Senseless scimitars of shadowed words Is it always black or white? He pander hate for highest bidder Politics consists of brandished swords Is it always black or white? what happened […]
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