opposites attract – jargon poetry
They say that opposites attract just like infinity and zero are the limes of each other the opposing poles on the surface of a Riemann sphere And all that lie […]
Category Archives: free verse
A short ode to a dead walnut
still a reminder of Christmas past breaking into a treasure chest of windled kernels released in crack crack sound like that Tjajkovsky suite where flower waltz with children my treasure […]
Your persian rugs – for dVerse and Visdare
I’ve walked these passages before, the passages and corridors you’ve sent me to explore. My sanity I’ve found behind a door, that’s painted blue. The door you guided me to […]
fedora bank-day longings
black fedora frayed white shirt and the tie untied subway saturday subconsciously a bank-day for him lonely dinner waits dreaming of monday exhaling february air coughing out his loneliness Another […]
dreaming of a cotton anorak – for dVerse
“A cotton anorak?” the hipster outdoorman looks questionly at her. a fashion statement or a wish for simplicity. But he says: “No, I just have heard about that stuff” The […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 