Under the raven
How stark is the righteous raven! Sky-shadow, cloud-maker, trouble of men. The past of a soldier battle-worn, silent waits at the gate for weather to turn to make him forget […]
Category Archives: poetry
Memory of wood
We find our winding way between the timber colonnades of talkative fir-trees swaying with the breeze we tiptoe through sun-dappled ferns when high above a jay take flight, scared perhaps, […]
Cobblestone memory
Walking the streets of Stockholm’s old town we only notice tourists. These last day of spring they flock around the souvenir shops, snap selfies or pull their roller-bags on cobblestones. […]
Grandfathers
The mirror speaks of ancestral sternness and the burden of my duties striated around my eyes, I see their foreheads rising skyward, relentless, proud and I can sense their frenzy […]
Dreams and death
You painted all your dreams in pink and neon and drifted far from woods to New Year’s hailing we took you home to rest, but you went sailing we tried […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 