The blackbird’s reason to sing
It was never the spring in itself causing the blackbird to sing but a lingering breeze from the west, bringing bending of boughs and burst to the buds, that brought […]
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Hush
Hush you, bell-voiced babe, don’t cry tonight; the tart-taste of the winter’s dust-tongued gales cannot claw your tear-culled heart from nightwish of my scythe-eyed charm. Hush you, silk-boughed girl don’t […]
Source of tears
The river’s born from restless rain, it grows and gathers strength a source of tears that’s infinite The river giggles over rocks to rest, embraced by bogs in mountains where […]
Winter’s flurries
You, startled shudder, worms and worries that came from ash and soil with lanky hair to put my trust in winter’s flurries From moon and rage my eyesight blurry, in […]
Endless horizon
Tonight the sky is infinite — horizon endless expanding into voids within the voids of nothing but a darkness friendless. The pebble we call earth is helpless to ferocious forces […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 