Carpe Diem Haiku – Frozen Fireworks (a haibun)
I dig my hands deep into the pockets of my wet overcoat, caressing the brief note you had left for me. I know that being late will not matter this […]
I dig my hands deep into the pockets of my wet overcoat, caressing the brief note you had left for me. I know that being late will not matter this […]
Regarding walls Khalil Gibran says: “After all this is not a bad prison; but I do not like this wall between my cell and the next prisoner’s cell; Yet I […]
candle flickers in breeze from opened door she’s not alone hungry men sharing a handful of rice – almost content Linked to Carpe Diem — May 16, 2014
so wicked and burned my candlestump we waxed and waned together your dancing flames of youthfullness has left me now forever this darkness and in loneliness in grey an dreary […]
black fedora frayed white shirt and the tie untied subway saturday subconsciously a bank-day for him lonely dinner waits dreaming of monday exhaling february air coughing out his loneliness Another […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly