Sealed destiny
The ancient sailor sat by the shore staring at nothing with cataract eyes. “Sea will come to swallow us soon”, he muttered “It’s spring tide already, uncle?” He chuckled lighting […]
The ancient sailor sat by the shore staring at nothing with cataract eyes. “Sea will come to swallow us soon”, he muttered “It’s spring tide already, uncle?” He chuckled lighting […]
With tresses flying, precious petals in your dreaming softness, silky flow. How fire kindles in the arrow’s wind from Cupid’s quiver – branding hearts. You came to me a summer […]
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