Another day awake
Everything looks different in reflection. We forget the cold and rainy mornings for the sunny few. We forget the bitter dregs left in our coffeecup for the first aromatic sip. […]
Everything looks different in reflection. We forget the cold and rainy mornings for the sunny few. We forget the bitter dregs left in our coffeecup for the first aromatic sip. […]
Shadowplay of past – my poesy, the streets are sordid rivers of kajal. With tongue still stiff I sip the bitterness of ale and coffeewords, Too scared to leave,too scared […]
“There is a dress-code here” he says,looking at my designer-jeans,and handmade Italian shoes I look at his polyester suit,feeling sweat trickling down my back.I smile and realize – that I […]
I watch as sun becomes a silversmith and adorns the mountainside. Rivulets are shining necklaces on velvet gown of emerald and jade. Then by the playful little stream we enjoy […]
Today Carpe Diem prompt is coffee, and I found this wonderful painting by Henri Matisse. Laurette on the picture was an Italian model during 6-7 months 1916-1917. whiff of coffee […]
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