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 |   Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
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Enga mellom Fjella  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" "Tales told over scones and hot tea" "Speak soft my name" "Willowsong" Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" :"Death of Jeannie New Moon" "Doing and don'ting. A scene in 2nd person." "When is it proper to tell someone you love them?" "A Thanksgiving Dinner poem and the WDC Zoo" "James Doohan, Scotty. Ombra mai fu. Eutin Guitar Orchestra" FACES     PLACES            Kåre  Enga~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
| ...to know exactly what to do. I posted this at facebook: To those who feel that the complex situations we face need simple and immediate solutions: The president (no matter who) is never on vacation; he's always kept informed. Also, it's not possible for anyone, even with an intelligence network, to be all-knowing. Those who wanted God to be prez should've voted for him. Hasty action (Iraq and "weapons of mass destruction") or inaction (Rwanda) are both fraught with consequences. We live in a complicated world. At present the U.S. has a prez who works quietly and cautiously from behind. Much of the U.S. public on-the-other-hand would seem to prefer a leader that's more like a gangster movie star... Only time will tell what would've been best for everyone. And history will be written by the victors. Me: Got up and out at a decent time today. Yesterday I slept in (far too long) but at least I was cheery! Edited photos. Boiled underwear... as usual. Vacuumed! Last night, I nearly got run over by someone who ran the red-light while I was in the crosswalk. An epidemic in this town it seems. Will try to accomplish more today. Tom gave me chocolate... a great way to begin the day. And it's bright, shiny and cool outside. Heat saps my energy, although it will warm up. Not quite autumn yet but summer is broken. Feeling un-tethered... as in "floating away". And not in a good way. But, life goes on... and on... and on... |
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