That time Stellan Skarsgård recited my poetry…

It’s amazing what you can find when you rummage through old newspaper clippings. Or rather: what your mom can find when she rummages through old newspaper clippings. Below is a scan of a writeup from Swedish newspaper Aftonbladet in April, 1989; all about an event at a theatre in Stockholm where my then-publisher Norstedts presented the works … Continue reading →