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 LV 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 |
Kansas 1975 '60 Pontiac, french blue, tail light fading in Hiawatha; in Sabetha, grill coming sat ya, gleaming; pocked country road, the 389 cruising at 80, dust flying; the song of a meadowlark in the corn; finally, freedom. Kansas, an open road. © Kåre Enga 7.september.2014 Original title: "Memory of 1975"; Catherine suggested the present title which is stronger. Not so random thoughts. A memory of 1975. Needs a better title. I use titles... helps me find them. |