Last Apple
The time is rightfor blossom now in June but here I’m leftto cup my handaround your wrinkledcurvatureto sense the substance of the seasonspassingin your sustenance. I listen for the bumblebeepollinating […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Meddling with darkness
The midnight lure of black-ness crammed between the luminosity of stately stars, brims with curiosityof feeble flares with faraway and ancient worldswith gravity of galaxieswith matter darkly spun, meddling with […]
Avoiding Making Choices
An icecap swallowedby the warming waves;rain keeps falling in winteras humans harm the hawksand tumble the timberthe corals are bleaching, them brittle,crumbling crustaceans to sandwhile rodents are feastingon the whalesthat […]
Waltz lessons
It doesn’t matter, mate, just countand swirl your gal around the hallIt doesn’t matter if you’re dizzyjust count to three without a fall, Be gentle. careful with the boozein waltz […]
Remembering Emily Dickinson
You lie in ceaseless rosemary —Sleeps where the woods are pinkYou — as lady brought us feathersI hear the Fly buzz as I think. You alone — now inked to […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 