Hollowness of restless nights
My heart beats less than darkly sung with hollowness of restless nights and whisper with a senseless tongue: My heart beats less than darkly sung as trapped in hail with […]
My heart beats less than darkly sung with hollowness of restless nights and whisper with a senseless tongue: My heart beats less than darkly sung as trapped in hail with […]
embedded in my hardened heart in folds of leather – memories stars have died and just a sickle moon cross my cheap synthetic velveteen a canvas of regrets – embroidered […]
If you decorate the door With skillfully painted heart Is this a place to meet your love? Or is there other bliss inside? The answer maybe easier to see After […]
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