Carpe Diem Tan Renga – MMT’s “how rare the sight”
Magical Mystical Teacher wrote the wonderful haiku: how rare the sight— yellow blossoms brushing the sky with light To transform this into a tanka, I add my own two lines. […]
Magical Mystical Teacher wrote the wonderful haiku: how rare the sight— yellow blossoms brushing the sky with light To transform this into a tanka, I add my own two lines. […]
Khalil Gibran wrote about trees: “Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. We fell them down and turn them into paper that we may record our emptiness” […]
There are two cautions for my readers 1. this is fiction, purely fiction – and quite horrific. 2. It’s not new but has been written to a prompt The reason […]
the nights you wake up screaming from dreams that seize you with worms that suck with tender lips your daring resolution to go on the nights when prose lies dead […]
Khalil Gibran said: Paradise is there, behind that door, in the next room; but I have lost the key. Perhaps I have only mislaid it paradise – for he who […]
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