Oolong tea
“Is the library like woods or sea? Do books resemble trees or waves?” Maybe they are both, the aged librarian ponders as he stirs his Oolong tea while sifting through […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
My home’s my castle
From floor to ceiling bookshelves and a fireplace. words for healing with a glass of wine and jazz. My house is poetry. I am warden of its books and garden, […]
The prisoner
I’m prisoned – cringe at pasty faces, grins and hate from fellow inmates, noise of jailer’s lock and key. serving stew at dawn. Exotic roaches, rats and worms. are company […]
Both beast and bride
There is something dark about the forests during winter here. The spruce is shadow, and paths are faint. I remember that my mother tied a bell around my neck so […]
March’s Guest Storyteller, Björn Rudberg
Originally posted on Sarah Potter Writes:
Björn Rudberg is a blogger and a poet hailing from Stockholm Sweden. He has a PhD in physics but works with businesses in the…
