Pilgrimage – a haibun
A pilgrimage is very much like the formation of a river. High up in the mountains where everlasting snow melts in the summer sun, very much like a thought is […]
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Her gown of white – haibun for trifecta.
With every injection she hoped to meet her mother. Her sweet mother not yet lost to stepfather’s fists. In her drug-induced dreams she was running across orchards outside their trailer […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Fujiidera
A funeral is a preparation for the life after. And if you believe that you will be reborn again, the balance sheet will be summed. Just like in any economy […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Pilgremage again
When you walk a mountain path the first time, climbing uphill, surprises hidden by the mountain itself, a rare flower, a bird crossing my path, or just a rock formed […]
Forgive me not – repetition in dVerse
“Forgive me” said a thousand times in poetry could be a song of true repent. But alas in reality of life, “forgive me” always come out diluted, loss of meaning […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 