Genie in a bottle
Be careful, you may, get what you wish forkeep your loathing at bay, lock up your hateout of its bottle you’ve opened the doorfor the genie to act, settle the […]
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Mythical Maps
In its twilight vastnessthe librarian is often lostamong obscure editionsfrom unknown publishers;among its shelvesthe dust has settledinto layers and beforehe finds familiarbooks, he pines forthe amazement offinally findingthose mythical mapshis […]
Believing
Once I believed that peace was the absence of war,that weapons were waste,that science of arms was harmthat forging swords into plow bills was always the best. Once I believed […]
Month of rot
We call August month of rotwhen growth of plants has ceasedand fungus, mold, and microbes rule,when we preserve, ferment and pickleto transform our harvests into food instead of muckIt’s the […]
rocks remember
a hand raised skywards, the cairn adorns the summitrocks balanced on rocks sell both end and beginningsso before they retreat, pilgrims kiss the topmost stoneweathered soft as skin, as rocks […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 