Waiting for a hero
Her void of nothingnessis an airless roomis nil and zeroand ready to be filledas the perfect vesselwaiting for her heroto fill her beingin a place to nestleto reshape herselfinto something […]
Her void of nothingnessis an airless roomis nil and zeroand ready to be filledas the perfect vesselwaiting for her heroto fill her beingin a place to nestleto reshape herselfinto something […]
Pain of bleakness more than greythis November burdens with its weightless mass.My sorrow stomps,stuck in claymaking love on broken glass;daylight reeks from sadness and decay of grass. Bared are branches, […]
Before the sodden churchyard has been kissedby daylight skipping in between headstones,I hear them through the chilling autumn mist,the muffled footsteps of returning souls.From All Souls by Kim Russel 2025 […]
Baker, brewer, poetcrafting more from less;it starts from flour, malt or inkbut with hand and mindand spiced with timethe craftsman, meamalgamates what’s simpleinto complexity for all your senses;so please sit […]
In western wind awhirlwe sway and swirlwe dance away unboundfrom branch and bough;unwound by wind we sailwe float, we fallset free a whileuntil we find our soilto settle, sleep, decayfor […]
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