Limerence
The aged librarian finds pridein being prudent even in the faceof vagrant long-legged visitors,with hips wider than a singlegaze could capture, even if theirpassing presence, tinkly titter,and blossomy essence stiran […]
The aged librarian finds pridein being prudent even in the faceof vagrant long-legged visitors,with hips wider than a singlegaze could capture, even if theirpassing presence, tinkly titter,and blossomy essence stiran […]
This summer is a dragon’s fiery breathwith fevered brow, she brings with daylight droughtand in her path with tindered grass comes deathfrom restless flames, behind her ash and nought.This summer’s […]
May is perfumed with memories, the bird cherry bloom takes me back to the days I left high school, of leaving youth and childhood behind, drunk on cheap wine and […]
Sentenced after false confessionskidnapped into custody,deprived of citizenship, being forcedupon himself the burdenof a country, he’s denounced,being forced to carry on his backthe crimes of others. Once he published booksfrom […]
Mirror me from moonless twilight,from convicted waters dulledby sullen duskburied beneath waterlogged bracken- Dye me from hesitant windswrithing between forgottenheadstones of a countryside graveyard. Build my flesh from peat,and I […]
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