dreaming of a cotton anorak – for dVerse
“A cotton anorak?” the hipster outdoorman looks questionly at her. a fashion statement or a wish for simplicity. But he says: “No, I just have heard about that stuff” The […]
“A cotton anorak?” the hipster outdoorman looks questionly at her. a fashion statement or a wish for simplicity. But he says: “No, I just have heard about that stuff” The […]
When you walk a mountain path the first time, climbing uphill, surprises hidden by the mountain itself, a rare flower, a bird crossing my path, or just a rock formed […]
as morning dew capture rising sun – eternity Linked to Carpe Diem — February 6, 2014
She stays behind when all have left and listens to what’s beating She stays behind to hear her heart for sorrows that’s her eating She thought his promises were true […]
a single coin mingling with the melting snow in beggar’s cup in beggar’s cup when compassion’s lacking emptiness Linked to Carpe Diem — February 5, 2014
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