Downstream
It’s not abrupt, but more like flowing downstream on a river; changes in the way you look too deep into your mirrored eyes. Like leaves you waited for in spring, […]
It’s not abrupt, but more like flowing downstream on a river; changes in the way you look too deep into your mirrored eyes. Like leaves you waited for in spring, […]
The scent of leaves is green, while my face covers with droplets from rain so light it feels like second skin. We walk down to the lake and peek beneath […]
The path we follow on bike to work runs very close to water. We chat a little and observe the changes in nature. Every season bring something new, there are […]
When we got closer to the sea we saw how the chill of winds over water had made the spring progress a little slower. We felt like gaining back some […]
“But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations.” ― Gwyn Thomas The path I follow feels unfamiliar, but there is strange reassurance in being a […]
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