Remembering Emily Dickinson
You lie in ceaseless rosemary —Sleeps where the woods are pinkYou — as lady brought us feathersI hear the Fly buzz as I think. You alone — now inked to […]
Category Archives: poetry
Blue within blues
The sky and the sea are Lapis Lazulicloudless but hazed, with absent horizon,we are mirrored adrift on the edgebetween now and forever. I rememberhow you had a dream of being […]
Breadcrumbs
I. Skin on warm timber / and toes / lapping water softly,under willow / while far far away / a summer showerhastens over meadows — a loaf of bread / […]
Symbiosis
The dusk arrives as a hesitant guest,as an April sigh in May, stirring updust between Kant and Shopenhauer.The aged librarian sneaks slowlythrough the corridors telling gueststo leave before they turn […]
Time of the devil
Sordidly sowinghis seedsof putilent pestilence,we can never unhearhis words —puerile with virulent venomand loathsome resentment. We think we are betteruntil, in our neighborwe seehis seedy reflection,failing to see thatwhat’s boiling […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 