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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 |
| No safe place Nightmares may thrash me tonight, flashing back to other times when I feared I was cornered, madly trying to escape. This time I must punch through. Some lifetime it would be nice — to feel safe, but I'm too tired to run and — there's no such place. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.48] (17.april.2021) For:
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| Spaces In the space between high mountains lies new hope and possibilities but not one drop of clean cool water In the space between my ears lives a universe of capabilities but not one brain cell talking to another © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.47] (15.april.2021)
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| Delible Fingers slide along the keyboard, as soundless as feathers, making "water" reappear as if magic could quench a decade-long thirst, followed by "hyacinth", but not its fragrance. Indigo flowers bob on the reservoir below the ruins of Ujarrás, taking no notice when bells peel after two hundred silent years as this day becomes muggy. The storm gives warning, gathers its hatchlings before a tap tap tap, like a clap of thunder, wakens the poet from dreams. He answers the door leaving me on hold viewing the water hyacinths at Cachí until I disappear from his thoughts never reaching the dam nor the page. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.] (15.april.2021) 21 lines free verse For:
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