Still life with shoes
Sometimes — swimming in the silent slur of seconds, strained and stretched, knowing you’d be late, I hate to later say, it will be worth this agony when you kiss […]
Monthly Archives: September 2019
Counting spider-legs
I had to fight to find my place, in my war for life, I had to claim a cozy cot inside this sheltered uterus carved in fissured gneis, and dig […]
Coming home
I returned a Monday in September; ten days before the autumn equinox. Dusk had started to stretch its hands through our silent forest. A few exhausted leaves rolled leisurely across […]
Most days
Some days are grand and groovy, when you’re grinning, sunshined blessed life is bright, far better than a movie. Some days are nifty, some are best. Other days are dark […]
Library Laws
From each librarian to his successor, the laws have to be repeated, endlessly repeated itemized and memorized and from every generation into next the laws are inked to memory and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 