Enga mellom fjella (Book)

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Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills.


Enga mellom Fjella




Sentinel

         Marked
                   as if you own me
I bow before the Bitterroots
and just like you
                   my rocky soil, my withered grass
                   lays prey to the empty sky.

© Kåre Enga 2007 "Sentinel" 

Daffodils from Mandy.

Reader's Choice of Poems:

"Sentinel" 
"In the midst of silence" 
"Waterlily" 
"For Jeanette ... when she grows old" 
"Wheat penny" 


Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" :

"Death of Jeannie New Moon" 
"Winter: 18 Mas'il (December 29)" 
"In a garden of roses, baby" 
"Holy day. Autumn in November. A mole." 
"Il pleure (poem). We R puddle-luscious, aujourd'hui." 

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Yellow cheer from sarah




 Kåre *Delight* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop
The Fish
March 23, 2026 at 11:02pm
March 23, 2026 at 11:02pm
#1111370
No sound needed
Lucinda by lamplight
moves with the shadows

I watch the violinist
raise his bow

© Kåre Enga [183.9] 22.mars.2026
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March 20, 2026 at 1:06pm
March 20, 2026 at 1:06pm
#1111112
Seven sisters, hair hung out to dry, waiting for a summer that never shines on them,
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March 20, 2026 at 1:03pm
March 20, 2026 at 1:03pm
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It was for this I waited
the bliss of numbers lined up in a row
1. 1. 1. ...
the banality of beige
boredom repeating itself,
me repeating myself
reinventing perfection
that wasn't perfect enough
as if
as if my ramblings
repeated ad nauseum
could matter
more than the musing of a monk
that in the clarity of a stray thought
reinvented the universe
once stuck on repeat
now restarted;
once unstuck

20.mars.2026 [183.7]
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March 20, 2026 at 1:02pm
March 20, 2026 at 1:02pm
#1111110
Can you believe the whispers of the widows of regret
the murmuring of stardust and stray monsters
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March 20, 2026 at 1:00pm
March 20, 2026 at 1:00pm
#1111109
Ask me whether the sun sets every day

and I will ponder on what planet, in which universe

we find ourselves abandoned
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March 20, 2026 at 12:57pm
March 20, 2026 at 12:57pm
#1111108
The violets cover the tombs where the uneasiness of thyme creeps between for gotten names of the fallen
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March 20, 2026 at 12:55pm
March 20, 2026 at 12:55pm
#1111107
Can you see the horizon rising past the mountains of myst and myths
do they beckon or abandon the reckonings of lost youth
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March 20, 2026 at 12:52pm
March 20, 2026 at 12:52pm
#1111106
What was won when we invaded
our dreams, trashed all reason
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December 29, 2025 at 8:12pm
December 29, 2025 at 8:12pm
#1104696
We feel safe here, snug under a blanket of snow, guarded by the mountain...

Our ways protected by the pass that no one can find... or finding cannot remember.
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October 27, 2025 at 11:02am
October 27, 2025 at 11:02am
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Penny Gandy (Crow Lovers fb group)

So yesterday, I was letting my chickens free range in the pasture. It's always a risk where I live because there are predators, but I take all the precautions I can.
I also have a family of crows that I have set up a feeding station for a year or two ago, that come every day. The crows get along fine with the chickens.
Yesterday, I was outside as the chickens were grazing, and heard the crows in a loud and frantic event. They were just a few hundred yards away on the ground circling something. I hopped on my golf cart and starting heading that way and saw a hawk in the middle of them. As I approached I could see the hawk had one of my chickens. He flew off with all my crows in hot pursuit. Unfortunately my sweet little chicken did not survive. As I was wrapping her up, I could still see and hear the crows attacking the hawk, and when he took off to fly again they followed.
I took my chicken down to bury her and came back to check on the rest. As I was sitting there, a crow came back to the spot she was attacked and seemed to be looking for her. After seeing she wasn't there, he flew off.
While it was not a great event to watch play out, it was the first time I felt like the crows really do watch out over me and the other animals. I am very thankful for them. They will get extra peanuts today!

There's a story in there...

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