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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 |
| Explaining to Jennifer: A woman gathers all she loves around her and loves all she has gathered, worthy or no. But a man's love is a lonely hunter, and no matter how much he holds, he hunts for more. For the man who loves must be pitied. He desires to be liked like a simile; he travels a lonely metaphor. As hunter, he expects to be hunted or gathered, embraced or adored. But men grow old at a very young age as they huddle from reality or hide from war. For a man is a lonely hunter... always in search for more. K Enga (18.june.2017) [174.143] After reading "A Woman's Love" written by Jennifer Finley. No idea what to do with it at this moment, but I put it here to contemplate and rework. |
| I walk alone I went begging for love. I never believed that you would find me. You never did. K Enga (1.junio.2017) [174.142] Could it become part of a longer piece? |
| The Friend We go to the gallery to see fine art, but you'd rather be free to ride your bike or skate over ice that glistens in sun than stand by my side, so bored beyond tears. I peer at paintings while you try not to yawn We need to leave but then I see it: Behold an orange tabby, a glittering fish, a gold-flaked moment like a still-life by Klimt. Behold, I beg; be still, behold! But then you turn to me and smile and all beams golden, golden, golden before we have to go. © Kåre Enga (18.june.2017) [174.144] /30:17.2/ For Gary... with all due apologies to Elizabeth Bishop and her rainbow Fish.  |
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