Petulant month
February is a petulant toddler,sometimes sulking under a livid pewtera sudden shower might turnto a delicate flurry of lace,and when you believe it is winterhe turns azure and bright,cloudlessly shiningan […]
Category Archives: poetry
Darkness behind me
Finally, as January is coming to an end I can feel that daylight has started to return. Soon I will meet dawn before I leave for work. My heartbeats lighten, […]
Memento Mori
On the eve of remembrance dayfor the six million soulscryingto remind us what’s left to payof what humankind stoledying Remember the shoes without feethair faithfully braidedbehindTheir bodies, consumed by the […]
Grandmother gaps
I never knew my grandmotherin the way my mother had donethere was always a softerbenevolence towards methan my mother had seen. She kept the Bombonierefilled with candy for kids,and still […]
Icicled heart
Those softly whispered wordsyou finally gave that answer,though compassionately toldstill clotted my bloodfroze to a reckless noticeand a passionless turndown a glacial bulwark between us,icing my veins and nowby your […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 