Thirteen ways of looking at blackboards
I. Two lonely lines on a blackboard can be both beginning or end. II. The attar wrung from a rose can be sensed from a poem scribbled in haste on […]
Monthly Archives: May 2018
Tea leaves and leaving
When you are dazed in your shadows of jasmine; how can you tell the tea leaves to settle to telltales? how can you trust tea leaves to know about parting. […]
Honeysuckle
It never was because she kissed me, when we were drunk on seaweed, or the way she cuddled me in furious perfume. It wasn’t even love that night. It was […]
The gold that was spilled
“I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best. The subject I want to better.” ― Frida Kahlo Cramped in this corset, with aches in my column […]
Until parting
You tornado in tresses of hair as you turn me to madly be falling, be feral, be wild, in an urge to get naked and kindle the fire; We burn […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 