Between the shelvesin a golden afternoonhe dwells,the aged aged manand lost librarian,no longer eye-candybut still my fancy‘cause he knows the questionsto pair with allmy answers,carefully collected,obstinately carriedto his spotbetween the […]
The autumn leaves, still hesitant to leave, are like my poems desperately seeking questions better fitting every manifold of vagrant answers waiting to decay. A very short poem written for […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Björn Rudbergs writings 