Opposing mirrors
The more I age, the more I see my father and my father’s father and my mother’s father Like when you see yourself repeated in opposing mirrors I see an […]
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Cornucopia
Gather me a brimming basket collect the dew on spider’s web hoard the hoarfrost, amass and store a scent of birdsong, spice of spring, my childhood tadpoles and the sound […]
Scent of cardamom
This scent of cardamom; This tender tickling, touch of butterflies and worms, This lashing rain and pepper symphonies This silence and the way they talk about me with their fluorescent […]
Breathe like a cat
If you breathe in the way of a cat slowly and careful when preying on birds, or purring: caressed into comfort by hands or sleeping in warmth from the hearth; […]
Dandelion heart
“A fresh and vigorous weed, always renewed and renewing, it will cut its wondrous way through rubbish and rubble.” William Jay Smith Beat hard my heart be dandelion, smart; beat […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 