Carpe Diem Haiku – Irkutsk
As I meet the marvels of Irkutsk it feels almost like I’m leaving the newfound reality of the train. I marvel that the normality of being able to walk down […]
As I meet the marvels of Irkutsk it feels almost like I’m leaving the newfound reality of the train. I marvel that the normality of being able to walk down […]
As I see the sleepers carrying the steel road passing underneath, I reflect on the contrasts between us, the passengers and those of the navvy workforce making our leisurely trip […]
There are expected stops where we can follow the progress of our trip. They provide a confirmation of progress through the endless parade of taiga spruce. Then there are the […]
Life on the train can bring back memories from the past. For instance the man sitting with his wife in the dining car is the same that we shared compartment […]
I might try to look into the window of the train, but I see the reflection of you, the object of my lust. I see how you push a strand […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
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Running in the slow lane
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