Stagnant
Forever stuck in stagnant marshlands,we’re tied to routines, ruts to nowherestill and stale, no breeze, static. mooredwe’re, muted, we’re bored — Oh Lordplease send us tempests, galesand hand us plight […]
Forever stuck in stagnant marshlands,we’re tied to routines, ruts to nowherestill and stale, no breeze, static. mooredwe’re, muted, we’re bored — Oh Lordplease send us tempests, galesand hand us plight […]
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