Carpe Diem Haiku – Negoro-ji
the way compassion carry weights of other’s pain – spring breeze blows gently a baby’s cry greet harshness of our world mother try to soothe Linked to Carpe Diem, many […]
the way compassion carry weights of other’s pain – spring breeze blows gently a baby’s cry greet harshness of our world mother try to soothe Linked to Carpe Diem, many […]
In shadows of what’s yet to come – he hides intentions of the kills he will commit. He walks the streets alone – a handsome man, in alleys where the […]
In solemn paint-by-numbers umbra hues we toil in routine shades of beige and tan and linger in a cul-de-sac of dreary soil in muddy boots we walk when suddenly we […]
In fiddle-wrecking, mustard-seeking, grasp for comprehension. Should we wreck the sacred fifty-five? of honesty-compression and lugubrious self-exposing, word-explosions beyond the mind-expanding borders of the sacred fifty-five. Should we paint-by-number Friday-ode’s […]
There are often two ways to reach a summit. There is the direct road, balancing on narrow ledges, overcoming the fear of precipes trusting the thin rope, and your companion’s […]
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