riptide songs
When the riptide comes you are the force of moon p-u-l-l-i-n-g water & draining estuaries, leaving in its wake a smell of seaweed. “Why did you leave the water running?” […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Constellations of your breath
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, […]
In fear of labernum
When faced with a poem in school, I giggled in boyish bravado “how stupid: a man is a wind and kissing the blood from her skin he’s stealing a girl […]
Nipping at the hard place
Bullets of your butterfliesare hands beating at the fuseYour ants are wearing lions:as a march hare through the mill. Debase are kid glovesnipping at the hard placeof my gilded ball-park.My […]
From where I am
I’m from the key-chain round my neck. I’m from dinner-tables where my father spoke alone. I’m from dust of bookshelves. from plights of duty. from homework done in warmth from […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 