In the beginning of June 2017 I read (for the first time) some of my poetry publicly in Russian In Barcelona. Below is a video recording from this event.
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In the beginning of June 2017 I read (for the first time) some of my poetry publicly in Russian In Barcelona. Below is a video recording from this event.
Continue reading Video: Tor-Bjorn reads own poetry in Russian
Half a year ago, I published my first book. It’s a collection of short-tales, memories and poems, 84 pages in total and all in Swedish.
And yesterday I found that my book now has been listed in Libris, the national Swedish library catalog. It’s even showing that one copy is available in the Royal library of Stockholm and another copy in the University library in Lund.
But does this make me a writer?
Not necessarily. If I stop writing after publishing a mere 84 pages, then this will just remain a funny project in my biography. But I can tell you it really felt good to get proof that my book now is available in a couple of the biggest libraries of Sweden!
On the occasion of Christmas, I want to share my recording of the tale ”Jakten på julpirret” (In search of that magic Christmas feeling) from my book ”En gravlaxvändares memoarer” (Memoirs of the man who turned marinated salmon) (Sorry, the book, the story and the recording are all in Swedish.)
There’s a recording of this text (in Swedish) above.
Per-Ove, my dad, felt at ease in road traffic.
For many years he worked as driving instructor. And when they lived a few years in Hagfors, he was driving heavy lorries.
But I believe he felt the very best when he was driving the bus. Most of the time, he managed to solve the tricky equation really well: Be on time, but at the same time drive softly, and don’t start moving until that old lady with a walking stick is securely seated… And never, ever, ever go over the speed limits. At the same time, he was happy to spread plenty of smiles and nice words, even at five AM, when they can be the most powerful.
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This year, the Festival of Words in the Swedish city Östhammar happens the eleventh time. The main event is on Saturday Oct 25 2014, but a lot of interesting events will pass during the nearest week, or so. The festival program (in Swedish) has more information.
And, I’ll take part this year, too, although I remain in Barcelona during this time!
This is, one of the events is Poetry street. From Oct 15th until Nov 10th short poems will be on display in many shops in central Östhammar. And two of the pieces were written by me! On the photo (by Stig Unge) you can see what it looks like.
If you can’t visit Östhammar, or if you want to be sure that you didn’t miss any of the poems on display, then, this year, you can visit the virtual Poetry Street (Which I put together myself.)
Click on the picture below to visit the Östhammars virtual Poetry Street of 2014.