Listening silence
Untangle carefully your constellations and let them sparkle in the warmth of whispered words that lost its meaning, but not the listening silence afterwards. Recall umbrellas, not the rainy days, […]
Untangle carefully your constellations and let them sparkle in the warmth of whispered words that lost its meaning, but not the listening silence afterwards. Recall umbrellas, not the rainy days, […]
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