Sign up now for a
Free Email Account &
your own Online
Writing Portfolio!
Username:
Password:  
Entry Calendar
Sponsored Items

Click Here To Bid  

Read a Newbie
Badges
Testimonials
Tell a Friend
Know someone who'd
like this page?

Email Address:

Optional Comment:

Who's Online?
Members: 201    
Guests: 503    
   
Total Online Now: 704    
Writing.Com Time

Sunday
May 27, 2012
6:32am EDT


Recent Items
By Online Authors
Content Rating Notice:  Recommended for Readers 18 Years and Older Only
  >> Book >> Personal >> ID #982524  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
L'aura del Campo
Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
Rated:
18+
by
This item requires reviews with ratings.
*Smile*          *Bigsmile*          *Yawn*

L'aura del campo

'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣




L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me.

PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I L*Flower2*V*Flower2* COMMENTS!

On a practical note, in answer to your questions:


IN MEMORIUM

VerySara

passed away November 12, 2005

Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings.
More suggested links:


These pictures rotate.
 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish
There are 1 visible Entries. Viewing page 1 of 1 with 10 per page.
Sort:     To Page:     Search:


1.  Lamenting the end of tomesID #673948 
Posted: 10-30-2009 @ 9:21 pm EDT 
Edited: 10-31-2009 @ 2:49 am EDT 

*Leaf4* NaNoWriMo

"Blood of the Garlic"  Slowly... wrote #6 yesterday while washing underwear at the laundromat (a semi-yearly event). Posted #3, so officially I'm over 1k words. I'll need to write two or three "short stories" a day though. *Frown*

Spent some time today writing vampish jokes... like:

Why do vamps object to Catholic communion?

The tiled floors of the church in San Ramón, Costa Rica:



Lamenting the end of tomes

Your pages weighed us down with words.
Your cover's garish lies defied us.
Proud and mighty, once you showed your spine.
And now we cut you, burn, unbind you,
break you open till you lie unbound.
You fold like paper cranes with crumbled wings,
like words returning back to syllable and sound.

© Kåre Enga [166.234a] 2009-10-24

*Leaf4* Sketching it out:

Our library specializes in making art by recycling old books. Some are very well done. My friend Rory Romano once took a book on the mafia, shot it with her pistol, then hollowed it out to hide the gun inside... brutal metaphor! *Smirk* This sketch isn't as strong though (but getting better every rewrite). I post it anyways.

*Leaf4* Thou:

If you love the tall-grass prairie or are fond of foxes, read entry "Turville Woods"  by Asymmetrical .

Make sure you aren't holding it in when you read "Pee (working title)"  by AL

*Leaf4* Me and Mine:

The day dawned late... and me later still. The coming time change means I may get up before 9... or maybe not. Today I slept peacefully till 7 then fretfully till 10. The grey mornings don't get me out of bed.

Mild nightmares Wednesday night. Wonder if it was related to the cabbage and sausage I ate late? *Rolleyes*

Got a care package with Swiss chocolate! *Heart*. I gave Caoimhe the first piece as she appeared wan after some dismal family news. Lots of dying among my friends...

*Leaf4* Montana: 52º in Missoula at 7 p.m.


© Copyright 2011 Kåre Enga en Costa Rica (UN: enga at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Kåre Enga en Costa Rica has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and its syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work.

Log In To Leave Feedback
Username:
Password:
Not a Member?
Signup right now, for free!

All accounts include:
*Bullet* FREE Email @Writing.Com!
*Bullet* FREE Portfolio Services!