Carpe Diem Haiku – Irtysh
Time is something that we think can be measured into the smallest fraction of a millisecond, when an athlete improves his personal record with a few milliseconds, she’s jubilant. Still […]
Time is something that we think can be measured into the smallest fraction of a millisecond, when an athlete improves his personal record with a few milliseconds, she’s jubilant. Still […]
The bunk beds in a sleeping car provides a frugal comfort as I travel on. The rocking of the train and rhythm soon synchronize with my gentle heartbeat, and I […]
Write an inspired haiku to Alexey Andreyev’s evening sky — over the city lights stars hardly seen I will try to stick to writing short haibun this month. I also […]
I remember my fear of train stations when I was younger. The way the heavy wheels of the wagons slowly rolled past. The restrained machinery of the engines, like beasts […]
The anticipation had been building up a while and the tremors made it hard to handle the spoon, the candle and the leather strap. Still he finally would find his […]
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