Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
Some days I can't get things to load right. I tried to update my main blog page and it wouldn't load my edit ...but it allowed me to add the "new" version as an entry... go figure. So here it is below until I can load it for real. ME: The smoke has cleared and fire season has been declared OVER! I can now breathe. But it is chilly. 40s, clouds and sun. Didna get up to 10 am because it was so dark. A short story, "Valley of the Shadow" by Jennifer Roberson. Chilling. It makes perfect sense. Absolutely no sentimentality, short and well-written. 36,480 The updated blog header: 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" "Glice" "Waterlily" "Boise City" "Starbeams on Tulsa" Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" : "Death of Jeannie New Moon" "“Justice delayed is justice denied.”" "Doing and don'ting. A scene in 2nd person." "Czernina (Dirk's-blood-soup?) and Murv Jacob's mural" "Holy day. Autumn in November. A mole." FACES PLACES ** Image ID #1111534 Unavailable ** Updated at the request of Thomas : [NEW!] since 2012-10-15 Number of packets of poems offered: 0 Number of poems offered: [0] 0 (unique = 0) Number rejected: [0] 0 (unique = 0) Number accepted: 0 (unique = 0) Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |