As onions
Every layer is another yearShedding tears!Our tongues: the sharpened steelPulling peels!Life and love, discard companionsas onions! Friendships lost, widening canyonsso at last one day, we’re left aloneto be left to […]
Monthly Archives: August 2023
No longer living (next door to Alice)
It must have been“Living next door to Alice”,constantly playing on repeatthat erected a teenage barricade betweenmy sister and me,(I still ask myself why some believe,that a songimproves the more it’s […]
Shrouded moon
This is the first time after summer when I think it will be dark enough for us to have a chance to see her friendly face. Overcast, but still I […]
Books are bulwark
Let books be bulwark, words preservedas ink on paper never changewhat’s written once we still observe The archived truths is oft immersedwith ancient sense, too often strangebut books are bulwark, […]
Genie in a bottle
Be careful, you may, get what you wish forkeep your loathing at bay, lock up your hateout of its bottle you’ve opened the doorfor the genie to act, settle the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 