Winds of change
Once a wall, dividing, rot from rot we felt a gentle breeze at first blowing in the wind, a flame in hand, the winds of change, breaking bricks and tumbling […]
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On feline feet
The night’s a shield, on feline feet he passes watchmen’s lines, to reach across the border to our streets, and there at dawn, he’s found a seat in dust; his […]
When translucent gold is gone
Like water flows my dreams are caught, between your sky and soil, but on a sunbeam lost for wings: as chrysalises turn to silt. When my translucent gold is gone, […]
Save the earth
What happened here, the woods look brown When trees are dying, who destroys the view? Echo: You What’s that virus, what destroys its soil? Echo: Oil How can I stop […]
Boiled potatoes
I grew up on boiled potatoes never rice spaghetti was a feast. Boiled potatoes that I peeled carefully to get rid of soil before I let them sail across my […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 