No one else to blame
After we released the first of seals, the fossil beast of white was loose. The sky was pale and from the sea we heard the waters groan. The first of […]
Monthly Archives: July 2017
Are you coming soon, my love?
I’m wind who rattle bones, I’m rain & hail, the bend of boughs the sluggish eddy in the river dark. I’m the grin on strangers & the growl of rabid […]
Not yellow anymore
My dear Theo, Coming back to my dwelling in Arles I realize that walls have seized to bend. The sense of suffocation that I felt is gone. Even colors seem […]
More refrain than lyric
This song is more refrain than lyric, a broken record of apologies. You were right of course, but it ceased to matter when we picked at scabs, when we bruised […]
Brave enough to bleed
It’s not a fragile thing to bleed — or to pillow fears. It’s not the boldest who bear arms — those who wage the wars. So let us be the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 