Pain of bleakness more than greythis November burdens with its weightless mass.My sorrow stomps,stuck in claymaking love on broken glass;daylight reeks from sadness and decay of grass. Bared are branches, […]
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 