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 |
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... |
We are the Global Cloak woven from castes, creeds, our cloths of many colors, the plenary inspiration of this planet. © Kåre Enga [177.226b] (16.september.2020) 24 syllable couplet: 12/12 alliteration, no rhyme. plenary: in the sense of everyone gathered. cloak: in the sense of coat, shield, protection. For:
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O Ye Born Again! We are the plenary inspiration of this world, not you who seek to divide us into caste, creed or color. © Kåre Enga [177.226a] (16.september.2020) 28 syllables. Caste: the Gospel of Prosperity. Creed: the intrareligious squabbles and demonization of other religious belefs. Color: the refusal to embrace people-of-color as members of their family. From NPR: "For many, the Gospel is more about the need for personal salvation than the duty to address societal ills." Basically, White Evangelicals are racist, so they aren't bothered by that. "White evangelicals love Trump and aren't confused about why. No one should be." https://www.nbcnews.com/think/opinion/white-evangelicals-love-trump-aren-t-confu... From elsewhere: Therefore, the phrase “verbal plenary inspiration” means that all parts of the Bible, as well as every Word of the Bible, says exactly what God wanted said. Biblical inspiration is the doctrine in Christian theology that the human authors and editors of the Bible were led or influenced by God with the result that their writings may be designated in some sense the word of God. |
Soaking in your tub Let salts draw out this poison; drain me of all care. Foment my breast with jasmine; flush away my fear. © Kåre Enga [177.225] (13.september.2020) 24 syllables: a couplet 12/12 aa but could be quatrain 7/5/7/5 with xaxa rhyme. Foment, pronunced 'foMENT': verb: bathe with warm water or medicated lotions Example: "His legs should be fomented" verb: try to stir up public opinion For:
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Is this a haiku? A Japanese haiku? No. An American haiku? Maybe. One cherry blossom settles on a toddler's nose: first tears now giggles. © Kåre Enga [177.224] (12.oktober.2020) 1. length (11-17max) = 17 syllables is so American... will you forgive me. 2. cutting word (two parts) = punctation 3. nature/season word = spring (cherry blossom) 4. observation, no emotion provided = ? seems okay as the emotion response is observed and doesn't come from the poet. ("she crosses her eyes" may be better.) 5: does this (juxtaposition of two parts) evoke emotion = maybe 6: overall = may be okay My use of symbols: = success. (cutting: 2 parts not 1 nor 3) = may be okay or acceptable. (length = 11-17max) = prose not poetry, abstract not concrete. = fail (white is the color of death in the Far East) Seasons: = spring = summer = autumn =winter or something similar and natural: May denote a season... ... except in Ireland or anywhere without a dry season. ... except in Chicago, Wichita, Buffalo or anywhere it's windy. ... maybe spring (March-June) in Oklahoma. ... end of autumn in the North; end of summer in Costa Rica. a symbol of winter (January) in Japan. No particular season in Seattle nor elsewhere but associated more with winter. spring-early summer in Kansas. (April-May-June) dry summer in the plains. (August) spring after the daffodils (March-April-May) tulips aren't blue ... just saying. fruit harvest (June-July) is this a sunflower? If so, end-ofsummer (August-September) summer ... if you are lucky. autumn. autumn harvest (September-October) A calendar symbol (tend to be abstract) seldom based on nature: November 1-2, Day of the Dead in Montana. But not everywhere. Halloween. (pumpkin is seasonal) Christmas. (a tree would be seasonal) Easter or Christian. Chanukah. Natural but not seasonal: Some bugs are ... but roaches aren't seasonal. not ... unless you have surfing season or storms. (typhoons) either you have it or you don't. Not very seasonal unless you have wet/dry seasons. In Costa Rica this would be January-March while would be October. |
Minimalist I'm not a sonnet —too many syl- lables, they clutter. I'm the progeny of Diogenes. © Kåre Enga [177.225] (11.september.2020) 24: 5/4/5 5/5 Note: Diogenes (the cynic) is 4 syllables. For:
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Breakfast at Tiffany's She cooked him eggs and bacon, traveled for twenty years, their worldwide gest— till she broiled him in Macon. © Kåre Enga [177.221] (9.september.2020) 24σ: 7/10/7 axa GEST 1 : a tale of adventures especially : a romance in verse. 2 : adventure, exploit knightly gests For:
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white-grey ashes choke this heat-filled valley — poplars flame in shades of gold I turn to watch potatoes start to sizzle on the stove © Kåre Enga [177.219b] (14.september.2020) For:
I just kept to American 5/7/5 7/7. 17 Charcoal skies glower / over withering hills — moisten / maple-lined streets 11 The east wind freshens / to wipe my sweat away. [219a] 17 the neon sign sells / gasoline by the gallon / under pewter skies 14 do I venture out for milk / or do I stay warm inside [219c] (an observation out my window) Tanka: What I have read over many years is that it's 5/7/5/7/7 usually 5/7/5 and 7/7. But that is onji not syllables. On-line: "The tanka is sometimes separated by the three “upper lines” (kami no ku) and the two “lower ones” (shimo no ku)." The two parts feel linked which is also traditional (a verbal bridge). Traditionally it is written as one line. This is an interesting website that has some 'modern' tanka in translation by a contemporary Japanese writer: http://www.gtpweb.net/twr/indexe.htm |
Libra known for poems on eclectic topics —such as sex or stars— he scribbles 'peaches' 20 syllables: 4/6/6/4 © Kåre Enga [175.218a] (6.september.2020) For:
Note to self: 24 syllable: Mid May [218b] Eclectric trek: plane to Oslo, train to Bodø, ferry to Moskenes, no bus to Å? I walk. 22 syllable (cinquain): Eclectric trek [218c] I plane to Oslo, train to Bodø, ferry to Moskenes, but no bus to Å? I walk. |
2020/2020 Seeing double looking forward looking back we wrap ourselves in golden pasts we try to grasp a shiny future and begin to argue as fights break out. Is this the best of times? It's very bad times a year of utter chaos no winners anywhere. Can you see clearly now — the smoke has cleared and what remains? Just the dead and dying. © Kåre Enga [177.220] (6.september.2020) 15 lines free verse (free wurst?) For:
PROMPT: Write a poem about seeing 2020 off. Will you send it away with a bang or a whimper? Is it dependent on something external? Maybe 2020 hasn't bothered you all that much. That's fair, too. |