Exposures and daffodils
This week we feltfor the first timehow a compassionate breezefrolicking on skin, in hairwhile dandelion yellownessenlighten last year’s grass with thebrightness of sun We erupt in laughterwith the cerulean skies,while […]
Author Archives: Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Whistleblower
What I called fear of losing faith(or losing face) or being named a fraud,you saidwas being chickenhearted, craven,not standing up,or bending (bowing)to the will of others,of being molded into servitude,you […]
Squirrel in search
Without directionor purposestill seeking in zig-zagup and downbehind and belowthe treasures its kinmight have hiddenin autumn,the young squirrelwith its tail a primary prideall of the suddenmake up its mindto jump […]
Pebbles
From a bothersome pebblecaught in your shoe,unzoomfrom the soil to the bouldersand further awayto the mountains and sea,see the planet, our home. Then gaze skywardto the infinite void,where earth is […]
Dragons untamed
Dragonlike, that night,we spilled our spells,amalgamated,intimimated, closer, deeperfurther, higher everhigher until we fireflewabove our beingsand died in tiny fragments,burned, combusteduntil we fell exhaustedinto brine, our sea of self. That night […]
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