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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

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passed away November 12, 2005

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 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish
April 7, 2019 at 7:11pm
April 7, 2019 at 7:11pm
#956070
Needs work, but do I care? It's metrical: 8.6.8.6.8.6.8.6...6 with an annoying rhythm and regrettable rhymes. I already see some editing... maybe "hard tack" for "fried fish". Anyhoo... thankfully tomorrow's poem is short and sweet and already written.

There must be something better to do...

There's nothing that's more horrible
than going on a hike
as if this climb's equatable
to flying frickin' kites,
as if fried fish is edible
for more than just one bite.
I'd rather be invisible
than stay at home tonight,
         said no one who's not tight

So off we go to bag a bull
and pant to unknown heights
lest friends should think us scarable
and frighten us with tripe
for all this crap is doable
for all of us ain't right.
And so we trod to fetch a fool,
foot sore and such a sight
with only thoughts unprintable:
         f**k off now, take a hike.

© Kåre Enga [176.28] (6.april.2019)


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