Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I LV COMMENTS! On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links: These pictures rotate. Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
Lake Eerie November winds howl, lifting cold waters over cold shores till snow flurries in an eerie white hush. © Kåre Enga [177.240] (6.oktober.2020) 24 syllable free verse: 5/5/4/4/6 For:
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Jack, the cat, a man in a hat and a squadron of bats? ** Image ID #2233404 Unavailable ** We meet again What does Jack know that the Cat can't tell what spell comes forth from Hell on the wings of bats. You, in the top-hat, what did you say? We've met before, so good to see you. I stand unafraid. I smile amused. What Jack don't know and the Cat won't say is I've summoned you from those unmarked graves and beneath my cloak I will not cringe nor falter for in the end, your end, all obey me. Jack is dead but his grin doesn't know it. The cat's come back eight times already! And you? You only die twice and your time is up. If I open my cloak... If I dare to speak... You'll see only the black hole that awaits you and the voice of Death you dare not defy! © Kåre Enga [177.239] (4.oktober.2020) 20 lines in 'couplets'. Some rhyme and alliteration. For:
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Herculaneum who stole gold, grabbed goods, huddled as ash descended malefic intentions, fossilized, forgotten © Kåre Enga [177.238] (5.oktober.2020) Prompt: malefic. 24 syllable free verse: 3/2/2/5 6/6, alliteration of 'g', 'f' and consonance of 'd'. For:
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Interrupted When I walk I seek green peace — by ditches lined with tall grass. Whispers fill that empty space; leaves gentle my inner angst. Then corn rustles to reveal my presence; black birds dive bomb, kvetch and shriek. © Kåre Enga [177.235] (27.september.2020) To show structure of 45 syllables: 14 (3-4/3-4); 14 (3-4/3-4); 17 (4-6/4-3) When I walk I seek green peace by ditches lined with tall grass. Whispers fill that empty space; leaves gentle my inner angst. Then corn rustles, to reveal my presence, black birds dive bomb, kvetch and shriek. A sijo for:
Sijo, is the most popular and versatile of the Korean forms. It was originally chanted or sung with musical accompaniment. The word Sijo meant "music" but over time the definition was broadened to include the lyrics. The rhythm is formed by an ordered sequence of syllabic phrases. Korean poetry can be found as far back as the 15th century. This is about the time the Korean scholars began using Korean characters rather than Chinese characters to write their poetry. The first were written by the "lettered class and women entertainers". But by the 2nd half of the 15th century it became the poetry of the commoners. The elements of the Sijo are: 1. syllabic verse, although the phrase, not the syllable is the rhythm of the line. Total syllable count can vary from 44 to 46. 2. written in 3 units, a. introduction to situation or problem, b. development of situation (turn), c. strong conclusion (twist) 3. commonly written in 3 or 6 line stanzas. (usually translations are written in 6 lines) 4. an interplay of the sound, rhythm and meaning is the core of the sijo. 5. written with any subject is permissible. It can be frank, humorous, and often satirical. 6. may use puns, metaphor and other figurative or rhetorical tools. 7. usually introduces an emphatic division in the last line in the form of a counter theme, paradox, resolution, judgment, command or exclamation shifting the poem to subjectivity. 8. when written in tercets, the 3 lines are made up of of a. L1 & L2 written with 4 syllabic phrases (3-4, 3-4. ) 14 syllables. There is a minor pause at the end of the 2nd phrase and major pause at the end of the line. b. L3 written in 4 syllabic phrase (3-6, 4-3) 16 syllables 9. when written in sixains, the 6 lines are made up of of: a. L1 –L4 written in 2 syllabic phrases (3-4) 7 syllables, with a pause at the end of each line. b. L5 written in 2 syllabic phrases (3-6) 9 syllables c. L6 written in 2 syllabic phrases (4-3) 7 syllables. Old Flame Flickered Who could know we would meet now after decades traveled passed. Old boyfriend, shopping a quote, walked right in, sat at my desk. He said his name, fifty-nine years of change, he knew me not, but I knew. ~~Judi Van Gorder |
That reunion funeral What died that May when purple lilacs bloomed, that last reunion of 7 offspring and their wary children. What a legacy! A blemished quilt of adversaries that unraveled as soon as photographs were taken and casseroles consumed. How almost 60 years have passed of cousins barely caring to talk. No time to spare for quick connections: so few calls, and fewer visits, nary a hug. Those children's children's children could connect of course... through DNA... and the proper social distance: d i s t a n t No explanations asked; none ever given. Secrets? ...shhhhh... Really? Hush! If they were ever to meet they could even marry! No one would care nor bother to check. Who would dare object? © Kåre Enga [177.234] (26.september.2020) 30 line free verse held together by rhythm and some rhyme and alliteration. For:
Theme: 'THROUGH THE YEARS' September taboo words: memories, friendship, family, time or any derivatives of these words. Note: sadly this is auto-biographical, May 1963. |
May your memory be a blessing Soft breezes wend through headstones and weeping willows — as deceased saints croon susurrous songs of welcome. © Kåre Enga [177.232] (24.september.2020) 24 syllables: a 12/12 couplet with alliteration. Won. For: "Invalid Item" susurrous: (adjective) characterized by soft sounds. (3 syllables, stress on second syllable) Notes: 1st 'vomit': The soft breeze wends its way through the headstones. 10 The willows whisper. 15 The Dead add their opinions 22 to the susurrous nip 28 behind your ears 32 2nd 'clean-up': A Soft breezes wend through headstones as willows whisper. 12 B The Dead add thoughts to susurrous nips behind your ears. 13 = 25 3rd 'rethinking, adjusting and editing': B The Dead tuck their susurrous thoughts behind your ears. 12 4th 'reedit'and 'does this make any sense', 'is it at all poetic', 'can I do better'. The Deceased slip susurrous visions within your mind. 13 The Deceased croon susurrous songs to welcome you. 12 as Deceased croon susurrous songs of welcome. 11 |
Whose lips are these? Never chide the Child of the Chives Nor bother busy bees. The sweetest honey drips from lips and hives... © Kåre Enga [177.231] (22.september.2020) 24: 8/6/10 alliteration and rhyme with the title providing the "last line". "the child or the chives" also works. "Child of the Chives" might echo "Children of the Corn". Might work well with the right photo. For:
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Riding the radio waves Oscillating I limp I melt like Dalí's clock surf the waves of surreal life this passage of time © Kåre Enga [177.230] (20.september.2020) 24: 4/2/2/4//3/4/5 free verse For:
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Antique tenor Once limpid — pools seep, covered with cataracts. His falsetto soars; sometimes truth can only be sung. © Kåre Enga [177.228] (18.september.2020) 24 syllables: 3/2/6//5/8 free verse Last line from "The Tenor at the Opera" For "Invalid Item" Note to self: it feels a bit oriental like a senryū or tanka. |
Obviously, I'm thinking about Oriental Poetry and Tinker and concrete_angel, WakeUpAndLive️~Happiness and all the others! "I think I've written too much maybe... and then I write more. Six months of going nowhere... even my Muse wants to travel." Above comment I left for SusanFarmer in her blog "Journeys" She's responding to the 30dbc prompts with senryu. So my response above was 29 syllables ... easier to expand to 31 then clip to 17. [scribbles on paper] scribbles on paper snail-etched — now black swans racing across a blank screen six months of going nowhere — even my Muse craves travel © Kåre Enga [177.227] (16.september.2020) So I write a tanka (English syllables 5/7/5 7/7). Concrete images in the first part; a response in the second. "Screen" is a modern word. "Sky" would be too cliche imho. If an image of a computer screen were used then "sky" would be better. See: haiga, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haiga Further notes gleaned from the internet: http://abritishprofinjapan.blogspot.com/2017/06/rain-snails-Japanese-animal-name... Snail is "katatsumuri (カタツムリ), is usually written in katakana but does have kanji (蝸牛)." https://wkdkigodatabase03.blogspot.com/2007/03/snail-katatsumuri.html Perhaps an image of rainy season? (summer = May, June, July) Black swan = hakuchoo (any season) Seasonal words (kigo): http://www.2hweb.net/haikai/renku/500ESWd.html Also: https://youngleaves.org/?page_id=98 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_kigo https://worldkigodatabase.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2013-12-29T03:50:00%2B... |