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: "Sentinel" "In Lagada, la vita" "A radiant moon has set" "At three" "Drugs sold here" 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." "In a garden of roses, baby" "Half-naked dreams? 'Getting the stain out of genes!" "Czernina (Dirk's-blood-soup?) and Murv Jacob's mural" FACES PLACES Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
ME: A better day. Edited assorted stuff and posted at "L'aura del Campo" Last night I went to Dana's. With Travis we made three. I read my poetry as both had missed my reading. It was like an old fashioned salon. I could do this... Invite me over for dinner (I'll sing for my supper?) and I'll read my poetry... or show my pictures of one of my trips (Need to organize Karlskrona and ask Bea to be my victim...). So... I'm happier when I've seen light at the end of my struggles. 49,700 |