The road of life
On roads of life where thistles grow the iron-heels of soldier’s boots are planting crosses row by row. When passing us the men in suits enjoy themselves, undress our girls. […]
On roads of life where thistles grow the iron-heels of soldier’s boots are planting crosses row by row. When passing us the men in suits enjoy themselves, undress our girls. […]
As I see the sleepers carrying the steel road passing underneath, I reflect on the contrasts between us, the passengers and those of the navvy workforce making our leisurely trip […]
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