Slipping
In downtown Stockholm, the cherry blossoms draw crowds every year. For many years I almost never managed to be there in time to experience it at its peak. The experience […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Some thing
Somewhere somethingwill waittense as a shadowunwoundfrom the brightness of daylight,to follow, matching your footstepsto lead and to guidemore silent than verses unreadstill insisting,like the itch of a scab. It reminds […]
Unwalked
Later,later behind his deskthe aged librarian absorbssome ancient words,traces howhis fate is set in ink. He sees howspace-time pathsmeandersfrom the past to presentthrough birth to deathin peace and warcrossing rivers,mountains, […]
Unhe(a)rd
To alter the mindsof the millions believingthat progress is measuredin gold-painted plasticsin botox and spray-tansin filters to fakeby giving them factsis daunting, but stilllet voices of poetsbe heard,be repeated,to break […]
Gorgonized
Self-consumedwith serpent’s mind,sensing misery in selfwhen juxtaposedwith other’s fortuneturning gold to ash. Awaketo being gorgonizedwith sagging breastsand rot in breath,while snaking tresses stupifyand throttles mindto blow flies’ buzz —a useless […]
