Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
Sentinel Marked as if you own me I bow before the Bitterroots and just like you my rocky soil, my withered grass lays prey to the empty sky. © Kåre Enga 2007 "Sentinel" Reader's Choice of Poems: "Zmitri" "Where grows the compost heap" "A radiant moon has set" "I, Katrina" "Plain cover jacket" Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" : "Death of Jeannie New Moon" "Winter: 18 Mas'il (December 29)" "In a garden of roses, baby" "Holy day. Autumn in November. A mole." "Wheat penny. Gave in, started a forum." FACES PLACES Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
...and sometimes I use toilet paper... (as told to me by Kathy at the Senior Center) Y'know... new year... means I can schedule a visit with my doctor. Medicare is skimpy on maintenance. My legs... my legs... A pile of pancakes yesterday, pork and stuffing today. Price went up to $4 from $3. Still a great deal but that's $20/month increase. It was very slushy and icy yesterday. A tad better today. More people out as well. I scored a bookcase! It's purple... but it's a bookcase! Ran into a young woman at the dumpster. I said something in Spanish and she replied. Then she said something about being in Norway for 3 years... Well! Made my day. We chatted and hopefully can meet at the café to chat again. She's lived in Tromsø (up north). meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee: I made definite progress on my place yesterday after an attack of anxiety and a three hour nap. I can see the light... of my radio blinking. Still working on poems and still reading. Still tossing stuff and still sorting. Still... breathing. Other than that there isn't much news. I could easily be bored to tears. I vow that next year I leave for a month! If I can avoid the two holidays I'll be fine. Costa Rica would be fine. Colombia? Maybe. Norway? Not a good idea as many places shut down for a week or two. Next trip? Not planned yet but Norway beckons every May. The truth? I'd really like to visit some friends. (shhhhhh...) 52,877 |
Year? I was hoping for a new BODY... ...and someone to hold it. Icy today after three days of snowfall. Wet. Damp. Mild (in comparison). Not all of my writing is in folders but I'm better organized then I have been in 3 years. Everything is getting to look less like Christmas... thankfully. Although... tomorrow is Three Kings Day. I keep forgetting that I have a BIG box of crayons. Not planted yet. Every time I go away I wonder who'll not be here when I come back. mE: I had a goal of having my rooms uncluttered and arranged by Sunday the 4th. Didn't happen. But... I made great progress and there isn't much left to do. Finding a box of papers that had to be gone through slowed me down. Memories can overwhelm and so many important things got thrown in with rubbish. So... I'm procrastinating by doing this blog. Actually, I'm hoping to become more disciplined and do my on-line work before lunch so my afternoons will be free. Would help if I got up before 9 am. It doesn't get light here until then and even then... some days are just a wall of grey. Drippy today. 52,864 |