Her story
Dissolving in blood-blossomed verse, her syllables stirred me lightly to passion, swayed me to music of scents, cinnamon, cardamom, sage painting bluebells and forming in me, a heartbeat in sync […]
Daily Archives: November 25, 2019
Tasting the fall
The last Monday evening in November. I ponder gratitude. Not from fireworks or bloom, not from listening to birdsong or submerging in rose-perfume of June. In autumn only evergreens and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 