Carpe Diem Haiku – Perm
Conversations meander like the many small rivers and brooks we pass. All of the sudden I feel that you have left, as your thoughts have carried you through many doors […]
Conversations meander like the many small rivers and brooks we pass. All of the sudden I feel that you have left, as your thoughts have carried you through many doors […]
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