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Monthly Archives: September 2017

Is the butterfly to blame?

September 30, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 42 Comments

Can you blame the butterfly for fluttering? For being butterfly? Can you charge it for the hurricanes? In Puerto Rico the butterflies have drowned. In Houston all the pupae have […]

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free verse, poetry, Real Toads

Ode to the paperclips

September 29, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 16 Comments

All that glisters is not gold— Often have you heard that told. The merchant of Venice, William Shakespeare This morning after bicycling I realized I brought to work a shirt […]

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free verse, poetry, Real Toads

Nocturnal octet

September 28, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 30 Comments

I. Sleep is drinking tea in familiar surroundings; in a room with paintings from my mother’s home and the old piano where once I taught myself to play “Für Elise” […]

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dVerse, free verse, poetry

Anything but home

September 27, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 56 Comments

“This will do, it’s not home but it’s got a roof.” “How do we get in?” Jimmy knew the answer. He could climb. He could fight the grease and rats […]

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Being garnet

September 26, 2017by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) 28 Comments

I’m garnet: blood- red — a cool gem on fire, burning for your gilded fist.. Please chain me sober with your metal claws and let me quench my thirst dangling […]

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dVerse, free verse, poetry

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