L'aura del Campo

I write from pain and sorrow

I'm back to entering thoughts and insights on my T-log, "On The Write Path" .

Ah... now in Norway.

This is something I wrote in Montana at the end of 2015:

"I don't write Montana poems. I do not thrive in mountain shadow under low slung clouds that block the sun. I don't do dust, dry dirt. Lust for life on a mountain goat's ledge does not allure me. I'd rather die elsewhere.

In this place that calms nerves and heals, I sought refuge, a warm embrace, wisdom whispered from pine and water. I'm still waiting.

Today or... tomorrow? I don't write poems for Montana.

I write from pain and sorrow."

© Kåre Enga [31.desember.2015]