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" "In Lagada, la vita" "Between us" "At three" "Starbeams on Tulsa" 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." "A Thanksgiving Dinner poem and the WDC Zoo" "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 |
...as in a new poem... ME: I went to a poetry workshop yestereve and was given the word "shark" to make an acrostic poem. Instead of using the 5 letters for the first word in each line we were to use it in the middle. Which I did. Now to edit! And post at my other blog. It felt good to write. It usually does. So... do I dare choose 20 plus words associated with the sea. Write short acrostics, choose 12 of them to make a small cheap chapbook to give out at the Festival of the Book next month, October 9th-11th. It's an idea. I need some motivation to write. Any reason will do. |