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 |
| The dying leaf blinded by the light of a world multi-colored, a time to rejoice the hanging on the letting go now free to fly at last to know the final soar and the chanteuse warbling of my flight in her wavering voice © Kåre Enga [177.158] (27.juli.2020) (9 lines) (to be worked on: "La feuille mourante" -aveuglé par la vue-du monde en couleur, un temps pour se réjouir-l'accrocher-le lâcher prise-libre de voler-enfin savoir-la montée en flèche finale-et la chanteuse gazouillant de mon vol-dans sa voix vacillante 177.158F) PROMPT Write a poem about Autumn from the viewpoint of the last leaf on the tree. For:
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| Priscilla's dog days recipe Four ways to embellish hot dogs: onions, mustard, relish, ketchup... before my dachshund snatches it! © Kåre Enga [177.157] (26.juli.2020) EMBELLISH (3 lines 8/8/8) For:
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