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 |    Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
   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  V 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  Enga~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
| 2019年5月3日: ancestral blog Somehow we survived the plague, the wars between the Svea and the Goths, the years of eating fish and hazelnuts and not much else. These pines. This water. We left. Some of us traveled to a place of maple and chestnut. Made furniture, built houses, planted crops we could never grow before. Planted ourselves. We found each other. We already had children. We made more. From one of these—you are descended. When you go back the water will seem cold. The pines will not welcome you. You'll be a stranger. This is not your home. But every time they see your face they will know you are one of us. They will speak our language, puzzled that you do not understand: Once there was fish and water. Once there was pine and hazelnuts. Now even our graves have been recycled. There is nothing else. ACCOMPLISHMENTS: 1. I opened my window. If it stays above freezing I can leave it open. Uncomfortable to breathe when it's closed for too long. 2. Saw friends and chatted with others. 3. Put April 2nd entry to my journal on-line so I can edit. 4. Wrote a poem. 5. Read more Acorna 7... the part I'm reading is unsettling... triggering traumas for some reason. IMAGES: Cool air, sunshine and raindrops, cold draft from the open window, sausage lasagna, NEW BLOGVILLE: Reading does remind me of Old Blogville. A community forms when we share ourselves. Like freshman year in college, each person from a different place making new friends... in college because we have to. Here? Because we mostly choose to. Arsenic Springs In a wasteland we are wary of water. If green and stagnant we are careful. If flowing we note the flowers around it. If nothing is growing we avoid it. Maybe I dreamt too hard. Maybe I hoped for too much. Your eyes gleamed muddied blue, mine clear crystal; but, with nothing behind them, you knew best to avoid them. © Kåre Enga [176.71] (2.maio.2019) |
| 2019年5月2日 Show and tell: I pick up a piece of broken tile that I salvaged from the sea. It's worn like me. Beyond it's original usefulness it has no worth. Smooth glazed on one side, smoothed edges, smooth on the underside. How many waves, how many grains of sand have scoured it? Where did I find it? I lost most of what I once had years ago. I now have trinkets given by friends. Most everything I own is second hand. Even my geraniums were rescues. I myself have been rescued more than once. This bitter-sweetness shows at times in my writings. It's not like I could have held onto everything for all time. But I still try to avoid thinking about lost things, lost opportunities, lost relationships. Better to focus on what I'm blessed with now. A piece of tile is such a small insignificant object, but it was the first thing I noticed when I read today's prompt. It will suffice. ACCOMPLISHMENTS: 1. I bought food (scored geitost on sale), 2. bought milk, 3. sat with my friend Merry at lunch. 4. Started work on editing my journal, 5. posted photos from my stay in Jiufen in February. IMAGES: Cold mug, sunshine, multi-colored geraniums in bloom, smell of peanut butter, sound of music from my neighbor (soft not loud). NEW BLOGVILLE: I'm meeting new people! It will take time to learn what we have in common. I do like commenting, so I've made a list and hope to comment as much as possible. I'll get to everyone soon. Tornado Clouds now gather; come to me. Bound to flat land and what can't be forgotten. Bound to dust, dirt and what won't be forgiven. Roar through this city; uproot old trees. Cut these shackles; set me free. © Kåre Enga [176.61] (28.april.2019) 101.491 |
| 2019年5月1日 Yearly Goals and Plans... My year starts at Naw-Ruz, the first day of Spring. 1. To be published and taken seriously. I was supposed to be further along by now but I did make progress in April. I have a couple cheerleaders checking in on me and other writers have been supportive. 2. I always have a goal of one-a-day poems. Last year I wrote about 361. This year I'll do the same. 3. To travel... like the last 10 years... somewhere old, somewhere new. No definite plans yet. Last year I visited Costa Rica (twice), Taiwan, México*, Norway, Sweden, Turkey*, Austria*, Slovenia*, Italy* and Switzerland*. *Six new countries. I'm up to 41. I'd like to reach 50. If not this year, next. 4. Learn how to ask for help. 5. To stay connected. May seem easy, but I withdraw and have had to force myself to maintain connections with families and friends. Goals are airy-fairy without measurable objectives. 1. monthly objectives of 5 poems or 5 submissions of 5 poems. Y'see, that's the rub. 2. easy-peasy. I have numbered my offerings over the years. I wrote #68 this evening. I'm ahead of schedule (41). Also, I make lists. 3. not quite so easy this year, but I am quite aware of new places and places I want to revisit. I'll go back to Costa Rica; not sure when. 4. I have asked two friends to help with writing. I should ask for help to clean and un-clutter my place. Shame gets in the way. And I could use $50,000 to go around the world (Southern Hemisphere) with Road Scholars. I know some wealthy people or could apply for grants or maybe set up a go-fund-me page (but I hate begging...). 5. Probably need to set up a phone, postcard, message list. Otherwise I'll think nice thoughts and my non-telepathic friends won't receive them. Blogging every day may actually help. It has in the past. IMAGES for April 30th: sunny, cold, "burning water", chatter in the alley, itchy legs, cottage cheese and honey, deep blue and grey. ACCOMPLISHMENTS: 1. Went to writing group and 2. read 3 of my poems. 3. Attended a reading. 4. Saw friends at Sr. Ctr. 5. Wrote a poem. Phone call 20 years? It's only been 20 since I've seen you? I should rejoice. Out of 2,000 that's just a blink! Yes... I'm still a youth... I think! And yes, it seems like yesterday when we last embraced on Sirius 5 (not knowing it was good bye). Say Hi! to the others. No, I won't stay long. I need to go back home; it's been centuries. You know how I like to travel. This universe gleams a thousand colors our eyes can't see, Zmitri. And I want to feel them all. Yes, let's go out for dinner. No, I still can't hold my liquor. (your smile is my only lifeline) Steak and potatoes? Fine. © Kåre Enga [176.68.zm] (30.aibreán.2019) 101.475 |
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