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Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #1317094
Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills.

Enga mellom Fjella




Sentinel

         Marked
                   as if you own me
I bow before the Bitterroots
and just like you
                   my rocky soil, my withered grass
                   lays prey to the empty sky.

© Kåre Enga 2007 "Sentinel" Open in new Window.

Daffodils from Mandy.

Reader's Choice of Poems:

"'heart's home'" Open in new Window.
"Where grows the compost heap" Open in new Window.
"In search of Iris" Open in new Window.
"For Jeanette ... when she grows old" Open in new Window.
"Mauve Mavis" Open in new Window.


Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" Open in new Window.:

"Death of Jeannie New Moon" Open in new Window.
"Doing and don'ting. A scene in 2nd person." Open in new Window.
"When is it proper to tell someone you love them?" Open in new Window.
"Holy day. Autumn in November. A mole." Open in new Window.
"Wheat penny. Gave in, started a forum." Open in new Window.

FACES



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Yellow cheer from sarah




 Kåre *Delight* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop
The Fish
October 9, 2014 at 4:46pm
October 9, 2014 at 4:46pm
#830638
...a long long time.

Me:

So worn out. Happened last year at this time too... or was that the last two years?

The Montana Festival of the Book is about to begin and I need to be focused and twinkle-toed to get to events. And I have no energy.

Like today... just want to take a nap.

Weather is lovely. Color-change under blue skies. Brilliant.

And me?

Not so bright.

I did manage to apologize to a friend, but he didn't know why I was apologizing so I let it go. And my sister called (she never calls) to tell me our mother was in hospital (medication screw-up). I talked to a cousin and managed to call my aunt without her sensing something was wrong with her sister (gold star for that; there'll be time to call and explain this weekend).

All of this drained me.

Oh, I did get to a couple gatherings this week. Not today. I may not even go this evening when my writing group gathers... and I should.

No physical energy and emotionally I'm whack.

And I'm yawning...


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