Leap into the void
The library hasno other mirrorsthan the one he foundat twelve noonbetween the stanzasof arcane Tudor poetry.. In this indivisible spacehe saw an unmarked voidthat perfectly fithis vacant soulstill waiting to […]
Category Archives: Quadrille
(Un)gracious pardon
You asked me to bepresent in your past,being made awareof your injustices. You wantedto be gracious,and pardon thosewho left,but you never foundthe time to ponderour future, until ungraciously aloneI leftyou […]
Raven-voiced
Mirror me from moonless twilight,from convicted waters dulledby sullen duskburied beneath waterlogged bracken- Dye me from hesitant windswrithing between forgottenheadstones of a countryside graveyard. Build my flesh from peat,and I […]
Seek what’s scented
If you seek adventuredon’t let yourself be trappedin what is shown on maps.you’ll never meet a strangerin what’s known, presented.No, my friend, you must leavewhat’s drawn, known, perceivedas safe; your […]
The raft of Medusa
Young, we embraced ideas of changebut quickly from dreaming derangedto terror, to death, into blood,to malice from bold brotherhood.we frowned at slow evolutionsto bless our fierce revolution,but after the bloodshed […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 