The tip of the iceberg
“A big part of growing up is learning to forgive. M. Scott Peck” To shed the blame and be free of its burden; to accept and forgive, is almost as […]
Monthly Archives: February 2019
Dreams are not enough
When darkness tiptoes gently — hiding from the brightness of a drowsy moon. Open up your lips and sip the night from skin and flesh; let night be pillow; drown […]
Winter-spring
We went up early to catch a bit of ice before it melts; skating wasn’t great, but we felt free when we turned back home to sail with the wind. […]
Moonluck
Neither never nor nought is forever not darkness when dreaming of you. It’s cleverly wicked It’s bright and it’s cold when caught in the slivers of silver the snow moon […]
Wet wool
Blackbirds singing, linden blooming and a nauseating reek of roses. I withdraw to the back of the chapel. I can neither face the fake sorrow of her family nor myself. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 