Reaper of the grass
I prefer to use a scythe and be the reaper of the grass, a silent swoosh as I caress – Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh and smoothly cut the straws. It’s so […]
I prefer to use a scythe and be the reaper of the grass, a silent swoosh as I caress – Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh and smoothly cut the straws. It’s so […]
Today I present a haiku for Carpe Diem haiku while on hiatus the reaper confronts us at the end are you ready? — July 26, 2013
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