His father’s fists – Ligo Haibun
The snow arrived early and stuck to his eye-lashes with the cold bitterness of tears he was unable to produce. He had gained weight and stopped caring for himself, but […]
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Carpe Diem Haiku – Strangers
The story of the good Samaritan is to me a crystal clear description of how a Christian should behave. Unfortunately it’s followed to rarely by the churches today. To me […]
The moment of my roads – Ligo Haibun
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough – Rabindranath Tagore I had walked through more valleys, crossed more streams and climbed more passes than I cared […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Bashoo (Bananaplant)
It has been suggested that the forbidden fruit from Genesis was not an apple but a banana. This is also what is written in the Quran. Given the conditions under […]
Carpe Diem Haiku – Kari (Goose)
My mother grew up on a farm during a part of her childhood, and then had to learn that animals were slaughtered and eaten. She told me that they used […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 