The Precipice
Do.. Not.. Go.. Gentle.. Into.. That.. Good.. Night.. Acts of being humanmake your destiny, find a purpose,chores, resluts, obituary to be. Deny your urge to restwhat comes before you sleepto […]
Do.. Not.. Go.. Gentle.. Into.. That.. Good.. Night.. Acts of being humanmake your destiny, find a purpose,chores, resluts, obituary to be. Deny your urge to restwhat comes before you sleepto […]
You left when leaves were dirty rags, when foliage shrunk to tattered shrouds dangling on the barren boughs. You left when days were dusk and foggy fingers slipped around my […]
Thomas Tranströmer’s haiku to be inspired from: then the leaves whispered: a wild boar plays the organ. and the bells all rang Original in Swedish is written. Löven viskade: ett […]
like embers flare right before they turn to ash do not go gentle to condense Dylan Thomas Brilliant Villanelle “Do not go gentle into that good night” into a haiku […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly