Victorious
In triumphbeing hailed successthe winner,elected kingdespot and rulercan you heara whispered voice:memento mori? Does it nag youthat you cannot count the nightsyou still have left? Have you understoodeternity? Do you […]
In triumphbeing hailed successthe winner,elected kingdespot and rulercan you heara whispered voice:memento mori? Does it nag youthat you cannot count the nightsyou still have left? Have you understoodeternity? Do you […]
I see in bones and marrow, broken skulls and crimson ink on parchment scribbled: words in vain repeated songs of harrow; cull of reaper: blood on pillow, chest that hurts. […]
The diamonds in the trickle formed from icicles in spring or silver sieved from moonlit lakes is a poisoned potion served in breakfast juice. It’s a gradual decay. It’s to […]
Victoriam! Dressed in fragrant laurel, he was a victor against Barbarians from the North. General Lucius Sulla had once again Rome before his feet. This was another day a triumph, […]
in king’s triumph despite his victorious horns sorrowful flutes Linked to Carpe Diem — December 13, 2013
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