Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
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" ![]() "Where grows the compost heap" ![]() "Between us" ![]() "Speak soft my name" ![]() "Wheat penny" ![]() Reader's Choice of blog entries from my old blog "L'aura del Campo" ![]() "Death of Jeannie New Moon" ![]() "Doing and don'ting. A scene in 2nd person." ![]() "When is it proper to tell someone you love them?" ![]() "A Thanksgiving Dinner poem and the WDC Zoo" ![]() "ENFP, what are you?" ![]() FACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() PLACES ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Kåre ![]() ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop The Fish |
SOS d'un terrien en détresse In French! This is the first of many Dimash perfomances that I have watched. It has a sci-fi motif. A lonely spaceman or someone left behind. The "story" is one of heart-break and Dimash delivers. His ppp and fff, his chest, mixed and falsetto voice glide from one to the other. His "bird-twitter", his crescendoes, his belts in the soprano range and how he then soars an octave... or two. And yet at the end softens to a breathy voice that caresses like a whisper. Linor Oren is a professional voice teacher. I love her response. ![]() ![]() Ah... WDC... This is definitely sci-fi-fantasy. Contest:
I searched "abandoned" in the sci-fi and fantasy genres: ""Marking Time"" ![]() ![]() "Homecoming" ![]() ![]() "The Things They Abandoned" ![]() ![]() "Alone - Published" ![]() ![]() "Chapter 1: A New Beginning" ![]() ![]() well-read 'oldie' "Starship Sentry" ![]() ![]() My poem: "Zmitri" ![]() ![]() For
This is the uninterrupted original: |