Plato and dust
On new year’s eve he lets the ancient sunshine in to dust beloved shelves. He sits beside the window drinking tea and watches specks of dust transform from books to […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Afraid but armed
Power lies in lies, like Sauron filling dreams with fear not facts Alt-right trolls and darknet chatbots rule us with their post-truth rules, That we are stronger when divided. That […]
New Year Shopping
Mildred needed a coat. The zipper didn’t close, and even the gentlest breeze would find it’s way to freeze her skin. Winter lay before her and New Year always came […]
Untitled (Last year’s resolutions)
I crumble papers with last year’s resolutions waived — still waiting for re-cycling (or to be left in parentheses) like the bullet point un- punctuated… or poems partly written. I […]
An end to boredom
This war will end an ordinary day just as it started once, like weather didn’t change a lot that day we never noticed our transition into war. I think it […]
