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Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #1317094

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" Open in new Window.

Daffodils from Mandy.

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FACES



PLACES




Yellow cheer from sarah




 Kåre *Delight* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop
The Fish
July 24, 2022 at 4:24pm
July 24, 2022 at 4:24pm
#1035644
—I'm here to return a heart.
—We don't...
—It's slightly worn and very tired, but it still beats.
—We...
—don't accept hearts. I know. This place operates without one.
— ...
—Don't look so shocked. I used to live here. I had to leave just to find a heart. None for sale or rent within 100 miles.
—We...
—like it that way. I understand. But this heart is special.
—How is that? It looks just like any other heart.
—Oh... are you sure? Look closer.
— ...
—Don't act so afraid.
— ...
—I traced it back to its owner.
—And?
—It once belonged to you.
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