Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
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" ![]() ![]() Reader's Choice of Poems: "'heart's home'" ![]() "In the midst of silence" ![]() "A radiant moon has set" ![]() "La Bella Vita" ![]() "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)" ![]() "Even in chaos ... More hockey poems." ![]() "A Thanksgiving Dinner poem and the WDC Zoo" ![]() "Guitarman, a gift for Gary. Aaron Marable's art." ![]() FACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() PLACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Kåre ![]() ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
...Fahrenheit. ![]() ![]() Me: Sunday night the storm came in around 11:30. It was already cold, 40s I figure; but slight breeze. When the winds came howling down Hellgate canyon that all changed. The horizontal rain looked kinda white... it was. So... ![]() No sleep Sunday night. Wanted to be done with my room by midnight, then 4, then 8... got "done" in time. They sprayed Monday morning and I had to wait until noon. But I needed to eat. Then I took a nap. Must've been about 3 when I got back. Window was open... So I closed it. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I hope everyone's day is going well. Feeling much better than last week. I have lots of rearranging, putting things back where they belong. But, didn't see one bug last night, a surprise. I thought I would. I suspect I will. |