Next departure
Next departure was for Innsbruck, and leaving Vienna I thought: why not Tyrol and as usual I found compartments filled with fellow travelers; our intentions set to maximize the miles […]
Next departure was for Innsbruck, and leaving Vienna I thought: why not Tyrol and as usual I found compartments filled with fellow travelers; our intentions set to maximize the miles […]
Come melt me, thaw me, lip me with your sips of sun dissolving snow. O light of March dear equinox come melt me. let me bubble throw my socks. Dance […]
You wait for signs when days are not as trenches of your battlegrounds. You wait for days when wildflowers are touched caressed by hands and not as weed with unsheathed […]
Boldly bursting, I am bubb- led by your presence being. You, my rain- bowed specter guardian, jailer, sweet protector. I’m daisied lolling, crazy windblown sailing mindblown done for, trapped inside […]
Oh my children, why? are you complaining, falling, screaming when i need your help with Borrioboola-Gha, the venture for which our funds have dwindled. Oh my children now be silent […]
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