Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
![]() ![]() ![]() L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ ![]() 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. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I L ![]() ![]() On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara ![]() passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links: ![]() These pictures rotate. Kåre ![]() ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
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In truth? I just wasn't inspired today. It felt more like exercises empty of emotion. Momma said they'd be days like this... The first duty of love is to listen. – Paul Tillich You aren’t just the age you are. You are all the ages you ever have been! – Kenneth Koch Readers are plentiful; thinkers are rare. – Harriet Martineau The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. – H.W. Longfellow Above the Arctic Circle A thousand stars hide in the sunshine, sparkling off waters, their brilliance washed out by warming rays that will not set; yet, they whisper to the gathering that glistens: in six months we'll still be twinkling; when you are bored take time to look up and listen. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.283] (8.desember.2021) Ten. I was happy at ten. 1: already walking. 2: already talking. 3: tears and forgetting. 4: quickly forgotten. 40: fresh flowers to tend. 50: spent gardens; lost friends. 60: searching and traveling. 70: tomorrow now trashed. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.284] (8.desember.2021) Harriet reads labels Oh... Sixty calories. So, Do I dare? Should I indulge—sport a peppermint bulge. Readers are plentiful; are thinkers rare? Yet, books seldom read, opinions oft said. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.285] (8.desember.2021) Hmolscience Protons, electrons the forces of attraction as spin separates each atom, sorted to it's own world. How order is scattered as entropy diffuses falling from great heights like rain from dimmed lamps. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.286] (8.desember.2021) |
Once foretold all that glitters isn't gold thus the ancient tales are told sometimes diamonds clasped by rust lay better left untouched by lust whether your days are meek or bold death comes bidden once foretold and all you thought was right and just withers in time to blight and dust © Copyright 2020 Kåre Enga [178.287] (10.desember.2021) For
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