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Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
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L'aura del campo


'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣


Higgins Street Bridge, April 25th  2009, Missoula, Montana


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.

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IN MEMORIUM

VerySara

passed away November 12, 2005

Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings.
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 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish
April 25, 2020 at 2:26pm
April 25, 2020 at 2:26pm
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Parasite

         to my Muse

You give me dreams
but not the means
to build a scaffold
to hang them on,
promise powder puff skies
that hide at night
dissipate by day

so many rainbows
so little rain
just enough moisture
to keep on living
my body a host
for your visions.

When I'm finished
sucked dry
an empty husk
left to crumble to dust
where will you go
who will welcome you next.

KE [177.50] (25.aprille.2020)


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