Nighthawks
Three AM at the singles’ bar on the edge of closing — like lilies on a coffin with neon pale faces reflected in the eyeless glass, a young couple make […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Faith in honesty
I have faith in people’s honest which I learned when I was visiting with relatives many years ago, They had a friend of them visiting and she was getting married. […]
Entropy of war
Entropy of war is not the white hot burn or hatred but a strong conviction of destroying what is sacred, and though they say that killing makes you stronger you […]
The boy from Homs
He walked a thousand miles the boy with pebbles in his mouth. Wild his hair, moon-spun from the desert songs his mother sung, his feet are dust and water saffron, […]
Till September
Spring: you daffodilly splendor, with sun that bloom me tender from soil sprout seedlings slender dance barefoot till September. Frank Hosts dVerse with a form called Tanaga, 4 lines with […]
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