The magician’s oasis
The magician waves his wand, and through the azure haze of mum- bled incantations, you see the sea (miraged) again. He taps his banker’s top-hat to declare that all is […]
Category Archives: poetry
Moonless
This moonless darkness bends the boughs of leaf- less oaks, it smothers wind, it mutes the clocks and burdened with its naught it wraps its icicled limbs around my craven […]
Seaward Ho!
At first, you see him aged and grey his beard unkempt, his tie is stained with tea, but still, he asks politely “How may I help you, dear” he is […]
There is always a sequel
You may think, that in the end when Scrooge had changed that all was good; when even Tiny Tim declared, “God bless Us, Every One!” we may relax … but […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 