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: "'heart's home'" "In the midst of silence" "In search of Iris" "La Bella Vita" "Wheat penny" 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)" "Even in chaos ... More hockey poems." "Footprints in the snow, in memory of Nyia Page" "Guitarman, a gift for Gary. Aaron Marable's art." FACES PLACES Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
Me... ...very tired of traveling. My writing has suffered tremendously but I did write something and posted it today. I feel the urge to write... not just the energy. Plus, a small voice keeps nagging at me that I'm in Oslo to experience Oslo and not just sit in a room and write. So... ...off I go on another walk. Yesterday's inspired me. There's hope. |