Metamorphosis
I promise that my name is not Gregor Samsa, has never been and never it will be, yet I sense resentment oozing in your eyes every time, I click my […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Are you the moon?
How did the moon feel when it was left alone in darkness to radiate the faded lights that spilled from day to night? Did it feel betrayed or dazzled by […]
Questions XLII
Do acorns have the sense to know the way to best become an oak? Do horses know how infinity can be traveled or reversed again? Do the butterfly mourn a […]
I metaphor much more
My words are mountains, surfs and breakers. There are days they hesitate and snake like silver rivulets in spring, at other times they foam, cascading with the force of summer […]
Love is rage and red
Romeo: Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare Love is rage and […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 