The callous winter nighttoo lethal, freezing brightso cold with scattered starspockmarked face with scars.temptress and assassin,always reeks of jasmine.of pestilence and rustfrozen from ferocious lust;the deadly winter gloomboth destiny and […]
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 