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Veiled from moon I drown cascade in hair and lips. You nibble earlobes breathe, and fingertips are scribbling poetry; symbols, syllables feathered on my back. We firework ourselves. We dance […]
Veiled from moon I drown cascade in hair and lips. You nibble earlobes breathe, and fingertips are scribbling poetry; symbols, syllables feathered on my back. We firework ourselves. We dance […]
alabaster skin when she opened her robe I glimpsed heaven above in moonlit birch tree a singing nightingale — Linked to Carpe Diem September 20, 2013
The next card in the Tarot at Carpe Diem is the Lovers. I choose to investigate the love between Amor and Psyche. Psyche’s beauty evokes Amor’s desire immortal love immortal […]
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