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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 |
| Paranoia rising wetlands forgive winter, praise pools of snow that fed it out of muck new shoots of onions sprouts rising towards sun ignore thunderclouds that gather what will be will be whispers across green rows we are onions, mere bulbs, stuck in mud until we're plucked until then—peace among us: the shallots, garlic, leeks, we all get along but the lightning slashes beware, beware, they are out to get you but we are onions—we cannot flee! then you are doomed booms the thunder come the hail, come the flood Before the storm, the onions nod: garlic, onion, carrot, peas, Dear God, protect the least of these © Kåre Enga (5.april.2017) [174.17] Earlier version: Paranoia rising wetlands forgive winter, praise the pools of snow that fed it out of the muck new shoots of onions sprouts rising towards sun ignore thunderclouds gathering what will be will be whispers across green rows we are onions, mere bulbs, stuck in mud until we're needed until then—peace among us: the shallots, garlic, leeks we all get along but the lightning slashes beware, beware, they are out to get you but we are onions—we cannot flee! then you are doomed booms the thunder come the hail, come the flood The onions nod before the storm: garlic, onion, carrot, peas, Dear God, protect the least of these © Kåre Enga (5.april.2017) [174.17] I had a waking-nightmare of paranoia, quite aware no-one and nothing was out to get me. I was also thinking of onions... and the mucklands near where I grew up. |
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