Lullabied
We bonded over walking, wide and farwhen over mountains, meadows, moors we paired you let your hair be wind-blown, sun-kissed, freewandering on forgotten paths towards the sea; and when we […]
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Stalked by shadows
Shadow followed. leading us to shadowsdeeper, dancing painting dreamscapes deepercloser to our death, this draught a purple closereaper’s rattling breath; this gloom a reaper’s. Fair, was sun on those days […]
Ice cream
You never grew from blackbirds, still your voice is even nearer to the gentlest green of May, more ferocious than the honeysuckled noise of luscious anemones and lilies of the […]
Sonnet for a secret name
Your name is a secret slowly distilled from hilltops and shadows of clouds, from rain at breaking of dawn, from moon-dreams fulfilled, from sunlight on waves; from pleasure and pain. […]
Only the living can fear
The taste of fear is open, pure and red — a lump of meat, it’s poppies lost and flown from cries in mud, in trenches darkly bled. We harvested our […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 