Summer evening
Outside Stockholm it is close to eight o’clock in the evening. The sun shines through the living room windows and I hear the loud singing from a party of students […]
Category Archives: haibun
Mid May Summer
The weekend passed with a foreboding taste of summer. The blackthorn dropped its white veil of white bloom and the ground under the forsythia is yellow from fallen flowers. My […]
Antiquities
The other day when watching the Antique Roadshow I started to ponder about the antiquities of tomorrow. Nothing made by human hands, produced in sweatshops, synthesised from chemicals and burning […]
Rite of Spring
From far away I hear that cherry-blooms are on their way. The way their sheer pinkness blends with a perfect blue sky reminds me of everything is beautiful and for […]
Wolf hour darkness
I would not call this spring, but according to meteorology we have now left the season of winter. The ground is still frozen, and ice covers most of the lakes […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 