Forest memories
Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream Khalil Gibran The forest always talks to me, some days in whispered sweetness: how our first kiss tasted, how your […]
Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream Khalil Gibran The forest always talks to me, some days in whispered sweetness: how our first kiss tasted, how your […]
the silver road – shining in my first dream access barred Linked to Carpe Diem — January 29, 2015
In Sweden we have a tradition to have peasoup and pancakes every Thursday. The peasoup is made from yellow dried peas, and is thick and rich. Usually you add lots […]
through swirls of haze – the rhythmic sounds of oars geisha rowing — Linked to Carpe Diem January 27, 2015
Sogi wrote: Now that they end There is no flower that can compare With cherry blossoms For me this is particularly about longing, about how you don’t really understand what […]
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