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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
January 16, 2024 at 12:50pm
January 16, 2024 at 12:50pm
#1062485
Bring the dawn

Darkest magic looms at noon,
sucking goodness out of life,
surviving in dark corners
all day and night,
thrives within that darksome space
where soft-hearts no longer bide.
And worse — it roams abroad,
no longer hides.


© Copyright 2024 Kåre Enga (16.januar.2024)
January 14, 2024 at 5:34am
January 14, 2024 at 5:34am
#1062365
Split pea soup

He said "split this atom",
and so she did.
He said "split this Adam",
and so she did.

My grandmother split green peas,
Oh, yes, she did.
We sopped up soup with fresh baked bread.
Oh, yes, we did.


© Kåre Enga (14.januar.2024) [180.xxx]

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January 9, 2024 at 1:20am
January 9, 2024 at 1:20am
#1062095
Talisman

This rock... so nondescript.
No one has used it to write —
nor yet written on it.

Too dull to notice,
too hard to smite, too soft and yet —
once split it reveals light,

a reflection of amethyst.
On inspection, unworldly bliss.


© Copyright 2024 Kåre Enga (9.januar.2024)
January 7, 2024 at 1:12am
January 7, 2024 at 1:12am
#1062000
Flight of the poet

Boulder: too uptight.
Colorado now outta-sight,
receding in the rear-view mirror.
Two-thousand-four... Illinois bound — to lick my wounds.

Twenty years ago, I wanted
to die — the end of the road came in
Kansas. After a lost four years, that I somehow
survived, a colder view of life and a pile of poems stuck in a folder.


© Copyright 2024 Kåre Enga (7.januar.2024)

January 6, 2024 at 4:21am
January 6, 2024 at 4:21am
#1061957
Caught in my eye

Green specks reflect the reality before me;
white coats sad memories, fogs the hardening lens
What can be seen clearly through my heart matters most,
for neither coins nor seconds will buy us more time.

I dream of the future, reminisce 'bout the past,
only plan for this moment, as long as it lasts.
I see green surround me as I swivel my head,
hope that the place where I'll lie grows green when I'm dead.


© Copyright 2024 Kåre Enga (6.januar.2024)

January 5, 2024 at 12:51am
January 5, 2024 at 12:51am
#1061920
There comes a hardening...

To the veins
that control the flow
of oxygen to old toes
and feeble brains.

And to the gaze
tired of the same-old-s***,
the same lame excuses
from dim lives poorly lit.

© Copyright 2024 Kåre Enga [180.xxx] (5.januar.2024)

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