Postcards of hangings
They’re selling postcards of the hanging of the old ladies knitting and the soldiers kissing shadowed under an ageless sun and relentless rain. Who said laughter is never befriended with […]
They’re selling postcards of the hanging of the old ladies knitting and the soldiers kissing shadowed under an ageless sun and relentless rain. Who said laughter is never befriended with […]
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