Nothing to celebrate
Covid shadows still prowl in the footsteps of last year’s passing, and even if we are on the other side of solstice, daylight never gets brighter than dusk. The holiday […]
Category Archives: poetry
Bless December Night
Bless you, night,for the wayyou let yourpregnant moonseduce me in herthird trimester,Thank you forthe moon-childborn and baptizedin the reckless sea,Bless you nightfor the sighsof sleeping oaks,for dreams, for stars andfor […]
Lace and Ghosts
We went from ethernessto othernessthe instant when a singlecareless word dis-rupted our feeble truce,a single word to open chasmsto let the secrets out; and promiseswere torn apart, the giftswe burned […]
Uncharted
I was born while stillthe world had a few unchartedpieces, parts less knownexcept as shadows, by a name,by a history of polar expeditionsby its ice, its rocksby being far away:my […]
Cityscape fragments
ICars, passing, their headlightsilluminating the cadaverof autumn’s last hedgehog. II.Left on the sidewalkthe butt of a cigarette, lipstick-stainedpart of a shopping list (unreadable)faeces from a mid-sized dog, IIIIn her wake, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 