Iron rain
In iron rain from rockets, limbs are tornapart, consumed in thermobaric flares;we hear a toddler calls for help; we mournas lookers-ons; we watch but do not dareto intervene, to simply […]
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Truths be told
“The truth shall set you free.” John 8:32 A Truth may flourish if it’s nourished wellto free your mind but if a truth that’s taughtmay turn to arms, to songs […]
Stalked by shadows
Shadow followed. leading us to shadowsdeeper, dancing painting dreamscapes deepercloser to our death, this draught a purple closereaper’s rattling breath; this gloom a reaper’s. Fair, was sun on those days […]
A narrow cone of light
My headlamp carves a narrow cone of lightthrough the velvet darkness of the forest’s night,my path is broad and bright, but still, I’m lost,around me, leafless branches wait for frost,the […]
Later, later found
But from the forest later…later springsthe spring anew; in it subtle song, a timid lightthe soil is wild alive; when rain had ceased to fall,and you’ve forgot to mourn, forgot […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 