Thanksgiving for an exposed sinner
The darkness eats reflections of the warmth from candlelights and dinner served inside the house he used to call his home; he tried in vain to mend the holes; with […]
The darkness eats reflections of the warmth from candlelights and dinner served inside the house he used to call his home; he tried in vain to mend the holes; with […]
As branches bends for desert winds, close to breaking, and the weight of what I’ve said is slightly less than my mute retort inside. They send me feathers white of […]
Her sentences where rivers once, meandering through marshlands, building into lakes and rushing rapids, heading for the sea. “Why was I never told, that mother’s dead?” She’s angry once again, […]
He stole the cheese to free the birds the four and twenty waiting Thieving magpie makes their day see prisoners escaping. The king was snoring in his bed, his breakfast […]
I still recall that December night, down by the pier: your body pressed; a weight against my boyish chest. Harbor waves were pounding granite piers your leg a nestling seeking […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly