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 […]
Tag Archives: birdsong
Midsummer wake
We watched the solstice sky, and saw in silence how the dusk and dawn became a fleeting shadow as you beamed for birdsong never ceasing to our dreams. This is […]
Birdsong
From Axis by Octavio Paz The way you’re caressing my earlobe with kittenlike tongue and seeking in tickle of sense to burn me with sun of precision incision in touch, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 