Re: Your updated businesscard
I am Supreme knight of the fictitious spreadsheet. Principal powerpoint scrambler. Head of the pencils and notebooks. Your technician and dreamer. I am First of diluters and tutor in dubious […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Left by the tiger
In my childhood I was a fervent worshipper of the tiger — tipsy from its raging scent, knifesharp, jungle-supple; I was shadowed by its fearful symmetry, teeth and paws; But […]
While waiting you try to survive
The girl died three minutes to midnight close to her dreams. With her cheek pressed against the back-alley-gravel she’d been gazing into the glitz while slipping ever so gently into […]
Thirteen ways of looking at blackboards
I. Two lonely lines on a blackboard can be both beginning or end. II. The attar wrung from a rose can be sensed from a poem scribbled in haste on […]
Tea leaves and leaving
When you are dazed in your shadows of jasmine; how can you tell the tea leaves to settle to telltales? how can you trust tea leaves to know about parting. […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 