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 […]
Category Archives: poetry
In the Vastness of sorrowful thoughts
In the days leading to spring equinox, I sense how the darkness is losing its grip and in its wake follows this numbness of dusk. Today the sky presses its […]
Enjoy the ride
Sleep evades me, brightly movesplaying peek-a-boo;she’s a bright-eyed teasing girlbut I’m tied, subdued. What to do but smileif beguiled by dreams, awake?but laugh, enjoy the ride. Today Grace hosts at […]
Susan’s last letter
My dearest John,I cannot tell how much I wept, how hard it is for meto sleep imagining your shell-shocked comrades crying, mud-reeked in your gangrene-boredomof November rain,but I know of lack of food and sustenance because […]
Lunchtime
Dare me dear, to spread my wings;drift with winds and sail on thermal waves to wait and gaze before we see a flicker through the hazeand swiftly dive to dart,to pierce the plump, delicious rabbit’s […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 