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Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
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L'aura del campo


'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣


Higgins Street Bridge, April 25th  2009, Missoula, Montana


L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me.

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passed away November 12, 2005

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 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish
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August 20, 2022 at 8:05pm
August 20, 2022 at 8:05pm
#1036744
Serpents all

The Snake River wallows, lonesome,
in the deep and narrow gorge it carved,
following the focused rush of raindrops ocean bound;
but you, O Colombia,
you who braved the floods that scoured the plains
as mountain ice-dams burst with melting lust,
must watch us crouch upon your sinuous banks
in four-armed hugs: curling, coiling, trussed.


© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.66] (20.august.2022)

Notes: adjective: sinuous
having many curves and turns.
"the river follows a sinuous trail through the forest"
Lignende:
winding
windy
serpentine
curving
twisting
meandering
snaking
snaky
zigzag
zigzagging
turning
bending
curling
coiling
undulating
tortuous
sinuate
ogee
anfractuous
flexuous
meandrous
serpentiform
Motsatt betydning:
straight
lithe and supple.
"the sinuous grace of a cat"
Lignende:
lithe
supple
agile
graceful
loose-limbed
limber
lissom
willowy
slinky
lithesome
Motsatt betydning:
clumsy

August 20, 2022 at 12:31am
August 20, 2022 at 12:31am
#1036714
In progress to fashion into a poem.

When I left yesterday for tomorrow I stopped here along the way. And this is how the dawn/beginning, the noon/zenith, the sunset/fading (that) now defines-me/fashioned-my-clay. Red sketch stretching across the sky/ending-of-the-day the sky-river's ripple headed elsewhere, a nowhere I've never visited but one that beckons me to fly/soar today. As the untraveled/untrammeled path devoid of footsteps begs to guide me. I put one thought before the other and pray. This moment is mine and mine alone, along the lonely bay they say holds my heart gently as time/breath and seconds sway/fade-away. I will enter tomorrow with gladness knowing that it too will become a precious/golden/gold-pressed memory of yesterday. © Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.64] (19.august.2022)
August 18, 2022 at 7:58pm
August 18, 2022 at 7:58pm
#1036655
Full moon falling

The rain, the fog, the foto they took
before the moon crashed.
Life now snuffed or glass-embedded,
mangled, the muffled cries that faded
before light returned to fossils found strewn
among the frosted memories
of long-forgotten folks
that once drove headlong, unforgiving,
through fog and mist,
much like us,
following the moans and haunting howls
undaunted.


© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.63] (18.august.2022)

For August '22: "Spirits at Lighthouses Contest
August 18, 2022 at 2:33am
August 18, 2022 at 2:33am
#1036624
Boomerang

Kind words waft on winds that wend your way,
hoping you will send them back —
someday — or pay them forward.

Nothing boomerangs quite like karma.

So I wish in whispers,
keep an ear to quivering ground,
decipher every crack of lightning,
scry each thundering boom.

Know that in my heart there's room for you.
I'll keep the light on just in case.


© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.62] (17.august.2022)

In "Boomerang [62]

Earlier version:

Boomerang

Kind words waft on winds I send your way,
hoping you will send them back —
someday — or pay them forward.

Nothing boomerangs quite like karma.

So I wish in whispers,
keep an ear to the quivering ground,
decipher every crack of lightning,
scry the thunder's boom.

Know there's room for you in my heart.
I'll keep the light on just in case.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.62] (17.august.2022)
August 15, 2022 at 11:55pm
August 15, 2022 at 11:55pm
#1036546
Plumage

Feather in my cap, I strut fast-forward
and don't look back.

As a river flows overhead; I open an umbrella,
slog through the crap.

When smoke signals sent from I-don't-know
make me choke and fall apart,

I blow my top like Yellowstone —
an up-welling of magma from my heart.


© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.61] (15.august.2022)

Plume (prompt for Express it in Eight): a feather in my cap; a river flowing overhead; smoke signals sent from Idaho... an upwelling of magma from my heart.
August 12, 2022 at 12:14pm
August 12, 2022 at 12:14pm
#1036420
August death by dust

Willow watches as hot winds brush her long tresses,
two blackbirds squawking at passersby,
where stunted cattails stand stoic, defiant of this drought.

As for us —

Do yesterday's sorrows predict tomorrow's triumphs
or more trials that erode the soul's grip on life,
as eyes blink and lashes brush away this drying dust.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.60] (12.august.2022)

7 lines ~52 words
August 11, 2022 at 6:50pm
August 11, 2022 at 6:50pm
#1036391
Draft of '72

You tied me to a tree
till I turned yellow,
stroked my slick hard topaz,
my soft shades of mellow...

Now you tie a ribbon...
so quick to forget,
that long before you sent me off to war,
you wished me dead.


© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [178.58] (11.agosto.2022)
August 10, 2022 at 4:37pm
August 10, 2022 at 4:37pm
#1036349
Lament of the long-lived loser

Sweat gathers in wrinkles,
ripples in dark pools under glazed eyes.

What a price for having out-lived myself —
once more.

When will I learn to bloom before dawn,
wither before each noon day's blast.

Better to be a mayfly: fragile and joyful —
than battered, bitter and torn.


© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [179.57] (10.agosto.2022)
August 1, 2022 at 4:07pm
August 1, 2022 at 4:07pm
#1035977
Silence sounds golden

Brackish water won't quench the drunk.
Track the cat, beware the claws.
Crack your back but not your uncle's.
Back off! Now!

Quack goes the duck. *ACK* goes Bill.
Clack goes the ghost; crushed cups kill.
Screech all you want; but, shut-the-f***-up,
till I'm not here.


© Kåre Enga (1.august.2022) [179.54]

Prompt: raucous: making or constituting a disturbingly harsh and loud noise. A raucous sound is loud, harsh, and rather unpleasant.

Harsh sounds: K (b,d,g is mentioned but in Spanish these are soft; a consonant cluster may be harsher br,dr,gr) P, T (but not as harsh as K) S... but to me that's a hiss. L in English (alveolar) and Spanish (dental) is mostly liquid but a velar L (like in Portuguese and Polish is harsh). R? can be very harsh if it is velar, uvular or comes out of the throat (like in Dutch or French). In genral vowels, nasals and liquids are non-harsh sounds. Consonant clusters in words like strict or 'er' sounds like curter are unpleasant enough that they are not pronounced with an 'r' in many dialects.

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July 28, 2022 at 5:05pm
July 28, 2022 at 5:05pm
#1035811
Anatomy of a pochette

Was it how you worked the leather,
when suede pieces sewed together,
a brown strap became a tether,
caressing your heart.

The one you guard inside your chest,
the one you seldom share nor test,
the one I love more than the rest,
kept at a distance.


© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.50] (27.juli.2022)

8 lines; rhyme aaax; 8/8/8/x; ovi, a Marathi poetic metre.

Pochette: wallet, handbag.
Prompt: structure

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