Moon sway to your tangerine delight – for dVerse
In solemn paint-by-numbers umbra hues we toil in routine shades of beige and tan and linger in a cul-de-sac of dreary soil in muddy boots we walk when suddenly we […]
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Secrets in the library -Friday Fictioneers
Well, yesterday it was Shakespeares birthday, and therefore I thought I’d write this week’s entry in blank-verse. It’s 14 lines iambic pentameter like a sonnet, but no rhymes. My first […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 