Pilgrimage – a haibun
A pilgrimage is very much like the formation of a river. High up in the mountains where everlasting snow melts in the summer sun, very much like a thought is […]
A pilgrimage is very much like the formation of a river. High up in the mountains where everlasting snow melts in the summer sun, very much like a thought is […]
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