Dinner at the beach
Reflected sunlight ends the breath for us a dinner it’s a death as silver fades on muscled scales, to sizzling oil, from fin to tail, with garlic’s dressed She serves […]
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A wino summmer
She sees the candlelight again, a sun through crystal rubied summer-dawn. Her wishes turned to grey, and as she wakes, on news from yesterday, on ink and stone, she’s blond. […]
Strawberry and linen sense
Sunwarm strawberries smothered softly with the whiteness of the whipped cream, and linen promises. Cellar cold the sweet German wine in narrow bottles is a golden dream of dew-drops on […]
The emptiness of brine
Digesting the disasters of divorce projected to the whirlwinds in your glass of Chardonnay you sipped alone, the morse of slyish slander, raindrop-rumors pass as morsels left of mother’s Sunday […]
embedded in the river’s silt
like blood is pumping through your veins a drop of precious wine lingers for the briefest moment in limbo between consumption and a kiss but burning in the candlelight it […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 