Water mirror
This time of yearwe see them pairing upelaborately dancing, bowingup and down,circling round and roundand water mirroredamong the reeds, they will builda flimsy nest,barely over water settingtheir offspring upfor drowning,but […]
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 […]
Origin of poetry
The forest is also a library,each tree being a bookevery bough is a sentenceand now as the spring tiptoesover moss and pine needlesthe birch buds are breakingand the books turns […]
Drummer, solo
The library is taste-and colorless, desert, seaexisting only on the edgeof your atmosphere,some would say it is largerthan the universewhile others claim it’s justa tiny box of liesillusion and a […]
Woodwards
This weekend spring felt close to summer but as other places transition into summer we are still early in spring. The woods are white and blue with anemones, but most […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 