Painful perfume
How petals of roses been wrung for its sensitive oil How apples been bruised, and plants been beaten to dust How ambergris carved from intestines of whales been blended with […]
How petals of roses been wrung for its sensitive oil How apples been bruised, and plants been beaten to dust How ambergris carved from intestines of whales been blended with […]
When darkness has harnessed my heart in its talons of fright; when blackness has nested itself as ache deep in my stomach; when November displays its terror as angst; my […]
In the grass-sea a-buzz with the flies growing fat on the faeces and corpses the vultures have left, I gaze at the battle-field sky, carelessly blue — the same as […]
The pains I had brought when breaking the bonds, you had built with your uterus-glow, not once but over and over, (as if we’d preserved an umbilical bond to slice […]
When summer strings and drums turn silent, still a homeless woodwind section warble, grabs the diligence of man and deer, unchills our forest — tethered to November drab. We shut […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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