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 |   Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
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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"   Reader's Choice of Poems: "Sentinel" "In Lagada, la vita" "Tales told over scones and hot tea" "Boise City" "Wheat penny" Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" :"Death of Jeannie New Moon" "Winter: 18 Mas'il (December 29)" "When is it proper to tell someone you love them?" "Holy day. Autumn in November. A mole." "Czernina (Dirk's-blood-soup?) and Murv Jacob's mural" FACES     PLACES            Kåre  Enga~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
me:  Bug day. Landlord is spraying. I've only seen 4 since they sprayed a couple weeks ago. I was expecting more. But... it was time to spray again regardless. Slush. About 3 inches. Mountains are white and beautiful. Skies and streets are grey.  Another sci-fi book. Light reading.  Sat down and worked on "there comes a softening..." again. I have quite a few proto-poems. Still don't know what I'll do tomorrow. There are various dinners I can go to for Thanksgiving Day. Or... I could just stay home and have a salmon burger... Today is a day I make phone calls. Already talked to my mother. Hard to catch other folks though. I don't use my phone every day. Saving quite a bit of money by not using my phone every day. My mother in Buffalo says that all the snow is gone. Wind and warm weather but they were spared from severe flooding. Now cold again. Still undecided about game on Saturday. I'll go or not go. It would be something to do. Holidays may be wonderful for some folks but they are dreary for me. I don't celebrate them in general (Thanksgiving I have in the past but no family here) so I'm not caught up in the hysteria that surrounds anything and everything in this consumer society. The religious side of it? I feel left out. And some of the customs annoy me at best. So... I slog through this upcoming 4 weeks. Usually by traveling. Apparently... not this year. |
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