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 ♣ ![]() 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 |
| ...sraey neetxis yppaH yppaH :yrtne golb tsrif ym "Summer: 1 Rahmat 162 (June 24)" in my first blog "L'aura del Campo" My first post? 2864 views and 190 r/r. I got the pretty red ribbon this year.
My second post? 3226 views with 217 r/r. I suspect this is why I became a yellow case.
Other very early posts: "Boise City" "Starbeams on Tulsa" "'we are like trees'" "Fine wine" "At two" My first poem from 1999. I'm sure I wrote a couple before then but... "Mirrored in your eyes" Many of my poems are love poems or laments, like my Zmitri poems or recent serenades.
Am I romantic? Lilli Munster 🦇 ☕ I'm almost as old as the Bard
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