A line of strawberries
a line of soldiers marching prisoners along an empty street where once I bought a watch turning me so poor again a line of soldiers their uniforms are red that […]
Category Archives: dVerse
Color of concrete – AC/DC – glosa for dVerse
For dVerse OLN I created a glosa (see Form for all last week). I made a half promise to use high-way to hell for a glosa, so here it is. […]
In motion – a glosa based on Karin Boye
The sated day is never first. The best day is a day of thirst. Yes, there is goal and meaning in our path – but it’s the way that is […]
I was baptised in china – for dVerse
More than 50 years ago a child was welcomed to Asia baptised in a bowl with history (the child was me) A little bowl from China decorated to a European […]
under the influence of the sea – for dVerse
with deliberation I let my steely eyes slowly trace the blue line of the horizon while I sit down on the smooth rock polished to a silken smoothness by a […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 