Leaving of Leaves
In western wind awhirlwe sway and swirlwe dance away unboundfrom branch and bough;unwound by wind we sailwe float, we fallset free a whileuntil we find our soilto settle, sleep, decayfor […]
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November courts
Around the belfry circle thirteen rooksanticipating murder — blood belowas spilled on graves, in grass, and as it looksdelivered with precision blow by blowon the sparrows by their kindred crow.November […]
Belly Butterflies
We are the ones that dwell withinthe belly butterflies before a trystthe gold-pot rainbows you will crossthe tingle of her song you still recallwe come as friends, but still bewarewithout […]
Awake in darkness
Is the sound that woke me rain pouring from the eaves, or is it ghosts bawling for injustices done? Is it branches moving with wind scratching the windowpanes or claws? […]
Sweet dreams
I love you as the plant that never bloomsbut carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,risen from the earth, lives darkly in […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 