When ash has fallenon corpses, a stillness settlesin the shadow of mayhem,a numbness has grownfrom mourning the fallen,from the guilt of forgetting,the faces of neighborsand how laughter infectseven the mind […]
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 