A whiff of 1966 – Trifextra time travel
A whiff of perfume suddenly, could bring me back in time For real or maybe drunkenly? I feel her hand in mine My grandmother, she walks beside I’m five, and […]
A whiff of perfume suddenly, could bring me back in time For real or maybe drunkenly? I feel her hand in mine My grandmother, she walks beside I’m five, and […]
Come hear about a sailor’s life he had the sweetest girl In happiness his trust he gave as she seduced an earl — And every time he left for sea […]
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