Before the valkyries
The joss-sticks burning for a circumstance when idler with the tinsel-eyes has met again, his green-eyed mistress of absinthe In riptides of emotions he will greet the morning stars of […]
The joss-sticks burning for a circumstance when idler with the tinsel-eyes has met again, his green-eyed mistress of absinthe In riptides of emotions he will greet the morning stars of […]
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