Carpe Diem Tan Renga – loon is calling
evening mist memories are fading loon is calling solace for a broken heart the night’s velvet blanket forgetfulness – cinder on my pillow as night is cold our footsteps in […]
evening mist memories are fading loon is calling solace for a broken heart the night’s velvet blanket forgetfulness – cinder on my pillow as night is cold our footsteps in […]
in mud stained boots steadfast uphill pilgremage over the hilltop I will find a meadow hidden deep within myself I tried to write a tanka today for Carpe Diem. — […]
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