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: "Sentinel" ![]() "Glice" ![]() "Tales told over scones and hot tea" ![]() "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)" ![]() "In a garden of roses, baby" ![]() "Half-naked dreams? 'Getting the stain out of genes!" ![]() "Wheat penny. Gave in, started a forum." ![]() FACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() PLACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Kåre ![]() ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
Cherry or Vanilla? Chocolate. Coffee or tea? Chocolate. Him or me? Chocolate. Valentines Day is looming. Chocolate hearts. Chocolate covered cherries. Boxes of chocolate. Preferably Belgian. Made in Belgium. Served by Belgians in Belgium. Bruxelles or Brugge will do. It should cost $600 round trip. I'll remember to bring some back for you. Maybe. That's if you serve me some cocoa, hot, with a dash of cayenne. What? No chocolate? You think I should have a banana vanilla shake instead? Do I look a vanilla monkey to you? And now you think a Hersheys kiss will do? Andre! Norma Jean! ...and that's how the fight started. |