Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
"Speak soft my name" 3rd Anniversary of the tsunami: http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20071226/wl_asia_afp/asiatsunamianniversary Remember Humans = "ugly bags of mostly water"?: http://www.wunderground.com/blog/JeffMasters/comment.html?entrynum=883&tstamp=20... ME: Got quite a bit of cleaning done without overtaxing my energy. Must finish what I started before working on my bedroom. The house is looking habitable and hospitable and not just like a bachelor flophouse. Two days of sunshine! Even hung up wash that mostly dried. Sunday at the buffet: duck; frog legs; crabcakes; lychees with tapioca; shrimp; mussels; honey chicken; custard; sushi (eel and rainbow). I ended up overstuffed and taking a four hour nap! From page 1,447 of my journal (2007-12-24): Moon is out; night is clear. Last night the full moon rose in a purple haze just at sunset. Later, around midnight, 'she' was chasing the hunter Orion across the southern sky. Freed the cold air returns. The one in my room was stuffed with newspaper from 1976 when Rusty's IGA was on the corner of 23rd and Louisana (now Checkers). A gravity system doesn't work well when the cold air returns are blocked. My cousin Carol's son, Ryan called from New York. He's on leave from the army (Missouri) and it was good to hear his voice. Swung on a swing at the park yesterday. The snow was melting around the blades of green or brown grass sticking through. Short thoughts: Peace returns in dishes being washed, in a flame that barely flickers, in a moon waxing to the muted booms of thunder. [164.433c] It would be dangerous to have all of you, ecstasy to fly off a cliff to hug a rainbow. [164.428b] 'Twas the night before mid-night and all through my bones cursed the memories of night mares and their stallions that roamed ... [164.422] Kansas: 32º and snizzly showers. 1475 |