Commuting close to water
I do neither crave adventures, nor a struggle to brighten Monday mornings. When riding bicycle to work there are little changes every day. Every morning’s different. Today for instance air […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Inked in white
This poem’s inked in white There is time to breathe inhale exhale with space b e t w e e n the words. This poem’s sylla- bled in calm It’s […]
Mad men making memes
With weight of wet in wool, he’s waterlogged and wrecked; He’s drawn to depths and calls for help: mayday, mayday. But … important selfie seconds slips, and stolen from salvation […]
Arrangement for eight feathers
I Five feathers at dawn in company with two coins in the paper cup gently squeezed between a beggar’s knees. II. Your shadow is more the apparition of a thought […]
Perfection in symmetry
“Symmetry´s perfection”, she once said, “and there’s a single Minotaur”. At first we tiptoed; imagining his heavy footsteps.. There were moments when we caught a whiff of predator. There were […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 