This midnight lure of blacknessvoids above, rest crammedbetween the luminosity of stately stars,brim with curiosity of feeble flares. Voids above rest crammed,an ancient canvas for the birthof stars; abundant matter […]
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
Björn Rudbergs writings 