My Lilith?
There was,a painted ladywith lustrous copper hairbeckoned, peacock me,with tempting vice transactionsBut, now much later I wonderWho lured whom?Can I find the answerin my silver-banded hairstreak?Was the lady a small […]
Category Archives: poetry
Modern pilgrimage
A modern pilgrim does not need a sacred reason for his or her journey. There are no bones of saints involved, but yet I believe a long hiker today shares […]
Thunder at sea
Before the thunder in sweltering heatwith air being oil and windless the skyclose to the surface swallows would fleetsd heard from afar the rumble and criesfrom nature revenge approaching in […]
An ancient part
It’s hard imaginingan ancient starinside a constellation seenfrom the earth’s perspectiveto have a meaningfor a planet where its heartis sunshine far awayin a time already gonebefore a humancould imagine it […]
What was and is
These I have loved:a blackbird singing for the apple blossomsto hail the spring transition into summerend-of-school songs in never ending duskthe scent of new-cut grass and dew on my bare […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 