It’s not au revoir
Sip the parting from her lips, in tiptoe telling of goodbye. His fingers in his pocket crossed, Soon it’s lost. A single ticket (no return): it’s a secret sigh, A […]
Sip the parting from her lips, in tiptoe telling of goodbye. His fingers in his pocket crossed, Soon it’s lost. A single ticket (no return): it’s a secret sigh, A […]
Quantum waves, once let there be light My heart was touched by integrated theorems numbers were reversed in polished — notation papers filled filling up with formulas Those days deriving […]
Her sentences where rivers once, meandering through marshlands, building into lakes and rushing rapids, heading for the sea. “Why was I never told, that mother’s dead?” She’s angry once again, […]
I still recall that December night, down by the pier: your body pressed; a weight against my boyish chest. Harbor waves were pounding granite piers your leg a nestling seeking […]
I remember words, as pebbles, beads unstringed, as waves of thoughts, impressions leaves and sieved from tarns as silver, moonlight spilled. “You said it wrong. It never was like this […]
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