Plato and dust
On new year’s eve he lets the ancient sunshine in to dust beloved shelves. He sits beside the window drinking tea and watches specks of dust transform from books to […]
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Shadows from far too long ago
When gradually I blend with dancers of the shadowplay with canopies aghast with beasts and birds seeking shelter just like me, a memory. I walk to find a path among […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 