I metaphor much more
My words are mountains, surfs and breakers. There are days they hesitate and snake like silver rivulets in spring, at other times they foam, cascading with the force of summer […]
My words are mountains, surfs and breakers. There are days they hesitate and snake like silver rivulets in spring, at other times they foam, cascading with the force of summer […]
Romeo: Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare Love is rage and […]
Falling in the reign of rain in fall I’m reined by words by wine and cheese, by you inside as ember crackle, some smooth jazz playing. Falling in the reign […]
To listen and to see what’s silent or what’s hidden to break the chains, be free and say whatever is forbidden, You can yell, insult or maim and you’re not […]
Freedom is a choice — it’s either buoy or burden, a gift to give or loot to take. Freedom is an albatross you either follow to lead you shorebound or […]
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