You smelled of wind
I hear the waves contained in shell-shocked-grey in calcite walls, concrete a smothered voice. “You can never catch me” your hair was wings you smelled of wind. You were fading […]
I hear the waves contained in shell-shocked-grey in calcite walls, concrete a smothered voice. “You can never catch me” your hair was wings you smelled of wind. You were fading […]
See his woes of willing wont. Wonder-fins the yonder yokes. Believe in liver leaves Befriend the sinner sieves. Indeed – his did of deeds, will see the don’t in stars. […]
Today Victoria asks us to do dada poetry at dVerse MTB. I focused on making a sound-poem and some graphic representation. You can use other dada techniques as well, try […]
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