Fog-silenced
When the path leads onward over rocks and crags with only cairns to lead the way our hope of catching the promised view had diminished. We had started in the […]
Monthly Archives: August 2020
Being Puddled
Remember once we confluenced converged as wateras the common tributaries;when we were humans, ocean-veins,gravitating in a commoncuriosity of salt; before we solitaired sheltered, swamped in COVID-angst while defying gravity swamped […]
Pregnant with wheat
You were never the honeysuckle scent laden with a lushness of lust, notthe blush of a rosebud released fromits dew-prison a morning in June. You are my breeze in the bending […]
If we would meet again
If we would bump into each otherI’ll play the chump you knew; pretend I wasn’t dumped by you. And if you’ll tell me “jump”, I’ll feign and fake for you; […]
The garden of infinite choice
His library is wider than its wallsand taller than the border of its roof, It has oceans, mountains and pathsleading deeper ever deeper into forests. It has galaxies and deep […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 