Sweet dreams
I love you as the plant that never bloomsbut carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,risen from the earth, lives darkly in […]
Tag Archives: Pablo Neruda
Long Live Love
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:I love you as one loves certain obscure things,secretly, between the shadow […]
Later, later found
But from the forest later…later springsthe spring anew; in it subtle song, a timid lightthe soil is wild alive; when rain had ceased to fall,and you’ve forgot to mourn, forgot […]
Trees undressed
Do you know what the earth meditates upon in autumn? Pablo Neruda — The book of questions The question turns my mind to blazing colors of the dying leaf succumbing […]
Digestible sonnets
Let poetry be pastry, sweet almonds, bold; versed from beds and stones. From Caracas to Madras milk and honey words that slow the hasty, rich the poor and young the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 