An ancient part
It’s hard imaginingan ancient starinside a constellation seenfrom the earth’s perspectiveto have a meaningfor a planet where its heartis sunshine far awayin a time already gonebefore a humancould imagine it […]
It’s hard imaginingan ancient starinside a constellation seenfrom the earth’s perspectiveto have a meaningfor a planet where its heartis sunshine far awayin a time already gonebefore a humancould imagine it […]
We travel on the Milky Way through (and with) the broken sixth dimension. Space around the flightdeck breathe on stars inhaled as nebulae reflect inside eleven eyes, and humming deep […]
With ancient eyes, the sentinels ablaze are making rounds; with constellations bring in confidence encrypted signs, amaze with visions, scents above: with diamond-rings my fingers trace the nape of Virgo, […]
Ese of Ese’s voice wrote this marvelous haiku: the endless night unable to count the stars in the frozen pond For me the endless night is something very real as […]
Kahlil Gibran said on dreams: “How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful than the […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly