Rooks in flocks forge homeward,fresh-snapped twigs in beaksforest watches, silent, lost for wordsonly Owl knows the secrets seeked.Moon girls dance, tiptoe across bogsin his cave the lonely troll-boy weepsfor being […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Björn Rudbergs writings 