No Thieves in the library at night
At dusk the librarian anticipates the nightand gets ready to to close the doors;he walks the halls, making surethat every visitor and thief have left,and as shadows travel in his […]
Category Archives: poetry
Small Flies and Other Wings
The way you smileis how the candlelightmay briefly blaze a grey-winged moth into a fiery butterfly; this brilliant moment ishow my breath andmy heartbeats are kindled, burningbut as you turnand leave me […]
Tie me not
Tie me not with cashor chain me downto properties or gold; if you say thatfreedom can be cagedI’ll break my bonds;I’ll leave; but whisper wind and wrap me to your lifeand I […]
Phoenix
Cagedin solitude, moon-less and lost the ancient librarian shuffles on slippersthrough layers of dustin the limitless librarysearchingfor a final believable apparition in the pulp-fiction-platitudes left in the wakeof the righteous book-burning youths,who claimed that […]
The librarians in Babel
This being human is being a visiting custodianin the library of Babel (that many call the universe); this being human is searching for a pattern in the garbled nonsenseof scattered syllablesstacked in endless […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 