Self defense against your fears
They scared me once: “Beyond that door are secrets, too dangerous for you”. I imagined torture chambers. I saw rooms where teenage girls were starved to death, and when I […]
They scared me once: “Beyond that door are secrets, too dangerous for you”. I imagined torture chambers. I saw rooms where teenage girls were starved to death, and when I […]
With bleeding fingers in the freezing soil I hide the treasures of the words I said with lies I poured on stormy waves like oil to cool the warming arrows […]
questions – curiosity fertilizes relationships yet I bury secrets — Even shorter poetry for Brian at dVerse
Well, yesterday it was Shakespeares birthday, and therefore I thought I’d write this week’s entry in blank-verse. It’s 14 lines iambic pentameter like a sonnet, but no rhymes. My first […]
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