Boxed books
Meandering, bemoaned eachminute detail, on how to cataloguehe dreamt in Dewey Decimal,each word, a part unique, to be tagged,but like blended hues turns greyhis certified collections diminished until I found […]
Category Archives: the aged librarian
Doodles in dust
He talks with the shelves, as iftheir shadows would brighten to gold; he mumbles in meter,enchantments, entrapping, from ink, the ghosts from its tomes,scholars deceased, the poets of unwritten verse, […]
Blast the halls
The library can not provide a useful thoughtWe seek structures, process, target, goal.Maze be damned, your books are naughtbut dreams, let numbers rule & take control.So burn its books, and […]
The gift not taken
Beware, when entering, pebble your path,do not wander or rebel by mind-drifting intovolumes or tomes. Beware, do not listento the soft tongue of the tempter, the keeperof keys, the ancient […]
Seduced by words
Long ago he was young and greenstill uncorrupted by these scrollsuntouched by wisdom, words not seenhe swirled with music uncontrolledhe walked in scent of bloom and girlsand gazed for dreams […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 