A naked god
I look deep into the eyes of the dying sparrow & for just a moment I see the naked god but just like a shooting star it disappears Slightly modified […]
I look deep into the eyes of the dying sparrow & for just a moment I see the naked god but just like a shooting star it disappears Slightly modified […]
I seek a place in time and space where flowers sing their fragrant song I seek a place with slower pace I seek a place in time and space I’m […]
the spider waits in silken nest to catch the flies he wants for lunch a thread unbroken always best he needs a vertebrate to crunch — March 7, 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