At the mournful shore with swellsas whalebacks turning, tolling bellsof seachimes; behind the cloud-veiled sky the sun,a bashful orb spilled gold and spunmy sealight. Inhaling this, my moment, minethis scent […]
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 