Bridging with patience
The previous day we had hardly left the cabin. Ceaselessly the rain had beaten roof and windows, clouds had licked the soil while gusts of wind had shaken walls and […]
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Let’s mend the bridges
To let us dawdle- stay forever in our past please let my fingers race and nudge your nape and let the silver moonbeams slice the glass of windows as before, […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 