Friday with pals
Dancing to spirits and winemaking out with liquor and boozetogether with tankards of beerwe’re free, it is Friday, we are fineexcited to live, smiling and happybut at midnight we’re falling […]
Snow-laden boughs
During the past weekend, the autumn died. Winter entered with winds from the northeast carrying its load of snow born from evaporating the Baltic Sea. Snow has kept falling and […]
Cornucopia
The Physiology of Taste – Jean Anthelme Brillat-SavarinAlex- A few moments of reading pleasure in return for an evening of sensual delights. Denis October Bacchanalia 1994 A tête-á-tête,with intimate tickling on […]
November rain
No sun – no moon!No morn – no noon –No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day –No sky – no earthly view (November – Thomas Hood) […]
This thing with feathers
What’s a featherwithout its wing?Just the last remains,of a raptor’s lunch What are wingswithout its bird?Just the failed ambitionsof never moving south? Is it death? Is this darkness dawn or […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 