Unwalked
Later,later behind his deskthe aged librarian absorbssome ancient words,traces howhis fate is set in ink. He sees howspace-time pathsmeandersfrom the past to presentthrough birth to deathin peace and warcrossing rivers,mountains, […]
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How to face the wind
I still recall that December night, down by the pier: your body pressed; a weight against my boyish chest. Harbor waves were pounding granite piers your leg a nestling seeking […]
Shored between tomorrow and the past
Granitic wavelets rolling, kneading sand with pewter clouds adrift like ships. Breathing bearded daisies falling into softness, moistened by my failing songs. A walk so gentle, daring is this wind […]
The Spider in your past.
You see the facets of my eyes, glowing in the dark; glowing green and everseeing; silently the whisper of my slander, weaving cobweb of your past. You feel the ties […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 