Thunder at sea
Before the thunder in sweltering heatwith air being oil and windless the skyclose to the surface swallows would fleetsd heard from afar the rumble and criesfrom nature revenge approaching in […]
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 […]
A perfect man
He knows his worthperfection pricedin the pale reflectionof his golden hair and in the wayhe puffs and strutsArmani suitsa Rolex watchsix-pack belly he believesthat everythinghe touchesturn to gold, a perfect […]
While waiting for the rain
Poetry is a cloudy day in summer,a veiled sun with assurance of rainweightless like a kettlebell resting.It is promise and a riddle,unmoving, stillborn until read,but when spokenwings unfold, a bat […]
After midsummer
After midsummer eve’s celebration I am still a bit nauseous, but it is not like the pounding hangovers of my youth. The longest day used to be the shortest night, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 