On shores of Susquehanna
on shores of Susquehanna in-under harvest moon her raven tresses shining blue the night that ends too soon on banks of Susquehanna they stumble into dawn her raven hair indulging […]
on shores of Susquehanna in-under harvest moon her raven tresses shining blue the night that ends too soon on banks of Susquehanna they stumble into dawn her raven hair indulging […]
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