Computers crunching
Computers crunching; we’re databased to tables; calculated into ads and objects. We’re numbered, measured; treasured only by our worth. You and me are matched and watched by coded clouds. Can […]
Tag Archives: poetry
She stills her cravings
Fullmooned headstones cast their shadows on the leaves of seasons dying. Eyes are silvered by the trembling moon; With marble fists she’s not crying. Across abandoned graveyard — footfalls; strides […]
The thrill of survival
I remember the darkness, the glitter of frost and carnivore eyes from depth of the woods. I remember how much the old apple tree’s branches resembled skeletal hands trying to […]
Counting ribs
Fleshed on bone and dressed in charcoal cloth he’s still more neolith in awe of winter solstice lying sleepless listening to lightlessness of night or a lovesick chimpanzee, in how […]
Spoon-feeding mother
when parting came slowly as words you forgot or when you were lost we thought we had time to listen to music to read or to dine we never could […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 