Be like Balthazar
Before I knew about the Buckminsterfullerene or Feynman diagrams or even entropy, there was Professor Balthazar. Inventor, superhero, chemist and a physicist. That was Balthazar. I saw myself in Bowler […]
Category Archives: Real Toads
Sepia
He dreams in sepia — Like every book is one in many, stories merging; flow of water under bridges, glow of past: she is woman, mother, girl — His past […]
Tears and tickets
Their ticket to leave was their hollow eyes, shrapnel, a toddlers coffin and the black milk served at dusk They left with passports signed by muzzle flames and rape. They […]
Of Sea
I am of sea a breaker moored another coming, an end and new beginnings. I am soil of death and birth, the giggle of a toddler in a cemetery. I […]
Declaration for the ship
I We believe the world to be a ship; a ship on route through reefs and doldrums, through storms and hate. II We believe the world to be a ship; […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 