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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 |
| Eight layers for Rosemary Sinniger Eight layers await her, one for each decade, topped by one candle for this gift of life that never has wavered faced with tribulations. She basks in its glow before coming night. In this twilight the sweetness of evening lingers between layers, this passage of time. No one knows when life will cast its last light; instead, inhale its fragrance of aged wine. Paradigms shift from what remains to be done to fond memories of what's been accomplished, what struggles well-fought, vanquished, overcome. Cakes await for their candles to be snuffed. Savor them as you weep at their passing, with each morsel know their beauty was enough. Kåre Enga (13.march.2020) It wanted to be a sonnet: xaxa, xbxb, cxc, dxd Original: Eight layers for Rosemary Sinniger Eight layers await her, one for each decade, topped by one candle for the gift of life that never wavered faced with tribulations. She basks in its glow before coming night. In this twilight the sweetness of evening lingers between layers, this passage of time. No one knows when life will cast its last light; instead, inhale the fragrance of aged wine. Paradigms shift from what remains to be done to fond memories of what's been accomplished, what struggles well-fought, vanquished, overcome. Cakes await for their candles to be snuffed. Savor them as you weep at their passing, with each morsel know that this life was enough. Kåre Enga (13.march.2020) It wanted to be a sonnet: xaxa, xbxb, cxc, dxd |
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