Equinox Babies
Midsummer, when we celebrate daylight, in leisure and fulfillment. Candy for kids and kisses for lovers. In festive for friendship, we dance and we drink, we find what we searched […]
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Midsummer wake
We watched the solstice sky, and saw in silence how the dusk and dawn became a fleeting shadow as you beamed for birdsong never ceasing to our dreams. This is […]
Evening song
Edging to the water, thick the alder grow; there — in dappled light — a nightingale is trilling boldly for the day to end and on my way for home […]
What is the wind?
When I met her barely awake in her wheelchair — she asked me: “What is the wind?” I looked at her hands and noticed how small they’ve become — Once […]
The aged librarian’s advice
Treat every book with care, between its pages rests: a universe a sacred crypt a piece of you and everyone a place to meet or be alone. Enter every book […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 