Enga mellom fjella

Let your inner Oprah shine! Chasms and bridges.

Chasms of Cross County

How many bridges must I cross
before you greet me open armed
and call us brothers-of-one-heart?

So why must I be heart-
less and hold on as if you'd cross
this chasm they must guard; keep us at arm's

length before a call-to-arms
goes out, destroying what our hearts
know at their core. We cannot cross

these lines nor cross with open arms,
embrace each other heart-to-heart.

© Kåre Enga 2007 [164.361] 2007-11-12

A tritina where the line lengths vary a tad. I watched "The Bridges of Madison County". The influence is obvious. How about a poem called "The Midges of Addison County"? Addison County does exist. It's main town is Middlebury, Vermont. To leave out the actual county (oh yeah, this is partly auto-biographical), left a blank and then decided to make it 'Cross County'. Of course, when I googled it, I found out that there is such a place in North-East Arkansas.

ME:

I'll write on page 1,400 of my journal today ... I promise! Shared a response to one of nightmares (page 1393) with Susan today.

OVERHEARD:

From Ranita Wilkes, princess of the Frog Hour (our writing group):

"I knew you were a Black woman inside trying to get out. Let your inner Oprah shine!"

Claro que vivía en un barrio de morenos y a veces soy casi latino y no soy macho y ... pues, ¿me entienden Uds.?

Hold the line on Iraq. = Being between Iraq and a hard place.

Pelosi is one heart away from the presidency? 1/2 + 1/2 = a whole.

BLOGVILLE:

An interesting entry by stargate about various types of intelligence: "Invalid Entry" 

My niece, "La Bella Vita" :



Kansas: sunny and 60º. Peasant.

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