Commuting close to water
I do neither crave adventures, nor a struggle to brighten Monday mornings. When riding bicycle to work there are little changes every day. Every morning’s different. Today for instance air […]
Category Archives: haiku
Downstream
It’s not abrupt, but more like flowing downstream on a river; changes in the way you look too deep into your mirrored eyes. Like leaves you waited for in spring, […]
When I met the Milky Way
I have read about the Milky Way, I’ve have fantasies of stars, I know that they should twinkle, but only once I’ve seen the magnitude of stars, the Milky Way, […]
Seeking shelter
We’ve learnt is to fear the feathers of the sky. You might think the sky is perfect, a perfect blue, but if it’s marred by cirrus clouds, the wind will […]
Kosame – 小雨 こさめ
The scent of leaves is green, while my face covers with droplets from rain so light it feels like second skin. We walk down to the lake and peek beneath […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 