Summitin’
Don’t juke me babebut join me later.. jazzin’at the club down by the corner;let your hair downand sway your hips with me: let’s by the moon be wild —be wilder […]
Category Archives: poetry
Ragless, lesser man
But why must all the operations in life be performed without an anesthetic?— Ernest Hemingway: To Have and Have Not (1937) After being left in mud,a lesser manand close to […]
Still life with strawberries
When working from home during the current heatwave I once again recall how cool an office inside can be. Even now, when it’s close to sunset, our house is too […]
First at last
At first was dustbefore we drewthe linedividing mine from theirs,and soonwe let the linegrow tall; we ceased to talkacross the wall;said noand no again,which was the only wordwe shared;alas we […]
Full Fathom Five
In summer solstice,darling, dance;let me be canvas;finger-paint my skin and mess me;in the vibrant huesof dusk; let colors swirl; anointmy chest in bloom;breatheand smudge your signature with dawn;so forever after— […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 