Poetry
As you are sucked into the endless warp, you start to realize that
space and time has yet another shape. Fate now lies in your hands...
Hedvig Andersson
Master of Masters, Legend of Legends...
Olle Björkman
Live record from the Kalix culture night festival in june 2011: The barn bench
At (our place name), we had a barn bench, which was used for everything possible...
Börje Isaksson
RIP Börje, thank you for your work with our language, your voice remains forever in our minds.
The youngster years. It's so strange, that when we become older, we think mostly of the time which has past/gone.
Adrian Wennström
RIP Adrian, our deepest respect for all you have done for us, Master Wivan reads...
We have been married for more than 30 years, but I remember it anyway as if it was yesterday...
Master Tora reads chosen parts...
Sing a song about love, how much such things can mean. It's like a echo from the sky, when love makes the old renewed.
