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 LV 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 |
In the year 2010 We gazed into crystal balls; dazzled by what was shown in limpid pools, why didn't we see our fall? 24σ: 7/10/7 a(a)a (a) = near rhyme © Kåre Enga [177.190b] (16.avgust.2020) For:
Note: I confused limpid (bright, clear) with limp (in the sense 'worn-out') and wrote the following in a flash before I realized my misuse of limpid and put limping instead. I wrote the above in response to this so I leave it here to amuse myself: Chores Mopping these floors with ragged cheer, limping through August's dusty heat, as worn out as this endless year. © Kåre Enga [177.190a] (16.avgust.2020) 24σ: 8/8/8 axa |
Sunset of 2020 in mourning for Minneapolis, Kenosha, Portland... A You say protesters that cross this line must be shot. I pray as I sit silent with my trembling friends. B Fearful, you shoot to kill anything that moves. Hungry, we loot dumpsters for aluminum cans. C Don Juan Tyrant spreads hatred slick as anal jelly. At dawn our sons make sandwiches for unfed children. D By morning: you lament broken glass and spray paint. In mourning: I sweep up pieces of shattered dreams. E All crime must be dealt with by death you scream. My time here on Earth is best spent healing. F Is it us-versus-them, as clear as black and white? I fuss over which shade of grey suits your casket. © Kåre Enga [177.189.a-f] (31.avgust.2020) Note: Persian languages are verb final which gives a sense of rhyme. I use words that rhyme near the begininng of these couplets. 9/13 syllables but how many metrical feet? Perhaps 4 or 5. In English that's 4 or 5 stressed syllables. There is also a sense of the suppressed or oppressed speaking to someone in power. Tapa, Landay or Misr'a is folk poetry, a Pashto couplet. Landay means "short" in Pashto. The Tapa or Landay is mostly found in Iran, Afghanistan, and Pakistan. It is called Tapa in the more eastern Pashto dialects. For:
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