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 Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| A place to heal with apologies to susanL  So should I buy a big bad house with a secret boudoir and reclining couch where distraught writers could disappear for a week or forever til the ink runs clear and poems dance out the door? Should I have taken my own advice and burrowed my way to a village of mice where a tender youngster could've disappeared for a week or a summer til thoughts ran clear and the fear was healed and repaired? Well I should've, but I didn't and life's unfair. © Kåre Enga [164.152] 07-07-30 THOUGHTS: We could all use a place to get away for awhile. I purchased my copy of Poet's Market 2008 last night (just out) and there are writer retreats mentioned. One is in North Central Wyoming ... nowhere ...  Poet's Market has only 1,600 entries! I haven't read them all yet ... IMAGES: The bus: ice-cold box, my glasses fogging up from the humidity and heat. 9th Street movies: The Big Clock, black and white against a streaked wall; two stars to the south-west over the parking garage tower; dry and calm; people draped over folding chairs and blankets; short sleeves and shorts on the grass; suits-and-ties and ladies-in-hats on the screen; popcorn. 22,539 |
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