Fizzle
Every day my calendar is wrapped aroundmy being filled with meetings musts and don’t:swhile somewhere in between I have to squeezea faithless sense of peace brought on by ginger, cinnamon, […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Dear child
The way we farewith soil and airwith elk and hare;how do we dareto mine and tearour earth apart?beware it’s forour future heir Dear child,How can we bearto be greedy and […]
Sieving Silver
When branches try to capture woes for moona year unwritten scribbles silver words of moon It bleeds in melting snow — its sentencesunowned, these silent phases of the moon Of […]
A narrow cone of light
My headlamp carves a narrow cone of lightthrough the velvet darkness of the forest’s night,my path is broad and bright, but still, I’m lost,around me, leafless branches wait for frost,the […]
Nettles
Like the itch that lingers after shortcutstaken through growth of stinging nettles,or the reek of bar-smoke on a jacket collarforgotten in my wardrobeor being brought from sleepto calls from reclusive […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 