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: "Zmitri" ![]() "In the midst of silence" ![]() "Between us" ![]() "For Jeanette ... when she grows old" ![]() "Koan on an October sky" ![]() Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" ![]() "Death of Jeannie New Moon" ![]() "Doing and don'ting. A scene in 2nd person." ![]() "In a garden of roses, baby" ![]() "Tupac and more poetry" ![]() "Czernina (Dirk's-blood-soup?) and Murv Jacob's mural" ![]() FACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() PLACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Kåre ![]() ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
...just cold. Went below -20ºC last night with a Hellgate wind. Yes. When Hell freezes over... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ME: I'm okay. I stay inside when it's bitter cold. It was dangerous to be out and about last night, so... I didn't. At least Bernice's Bakery is open a block from me. They were closed for 5 days. Only open till 8 pm though. And no internet. Le Petit Outre has internet but they're only open till 6. The Senior Center? 4ish... maybe. No B I N G O today = very very quiet. In other snews... the sun is out and that's cheering. |