A Weird Quartet

Jun 30

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The first line of each haiku or senryu comes from “Blood” by Naomi Shihab Nye.
 
 


Today the headlines
scream of a bend in the lane
where fallen birds lie.
 
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Languages can reach
the bird, the rock, the meadow,
in peculiar ways.
 
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To plead with the air
to retreat from the island—
who can bear the thought?
 
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Can the crying heart
become wild and unstable,
a bridge to nowhere?

 
© 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Posted on June 30, 2013, in Carpe Diem, haiku, Naomi Shihab Nye, senryu, The Sunday Whirl and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.

  1. Sabra Bowers | June 30, 2013 at 7:01 am

    Always enjoy Haiku. I particularly like your last one…a bridge to nowhere.

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  2. brenda w | June 30, 2013 at 7:30 am

    I love your consideration of languages, and concur with its idea.

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  4. WabiSabi | June 30, 2013 at 8:25 am

    Your words always suggest so much more than you have actually said. I found your poem unbearably sad this morning. Not weird at all. Nevertheless I wish you a Happy Sunday !Tanka Whirl

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  5. Nanka | June 30, 2013 at 9:24 am

    The last is the saddest and I see desperation!! The road ahead seems to be out of sight and all efforts seem to be going in vain!! May peace be restored to that crying heart!!

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  6. Robyn Greenhouse | June 30, 2013 at 12:30 pm

    I say yes, the crying heart can become wild and unstable until it gets back on track and discovers a new bridge to somewhere.

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  7. Cheryl's Excellent Adventure | June 30, 2013 at 1:19 pm

    Interesting ideas today. I like “pleading with the air”. Who among us hasn’t done this?

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  8. 1sojournal | June 30, 2013 at 2:20 pm

    These speak to me of someone seeking, asking questions and perhaps looking in corners and the shadows of corners for the answers that might never come. That in no way makes the quest any less valuable. I like the voice, the imagery, and especially the way in which you wove the words. They speak to me in a language both strange, yet familiar. I always like what you do here, but these I will bookmark and return to. Thank you,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/06/30/wild-gift/

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  9. Pamela | June 30, 2013 at 3:49 pm

    Nice, mmt. Love the fourth, as it reminds of someone close to me.

    Pamela

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  10. Veronica Roth | June 30, 2013 at 6:27 pm

    Nicely done MMT. 🙂 I love reading your haikus. (Mainly because I haven’t got a disciplined bone in my body to write haikus with) 🙂

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  11. J Cosmo Newbery | July 1, 2013 at 5:50 am

    Can the crying heart
    become wild and unstable,
    a bridge to nowhere?

    Oh yes, it sure can.

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  12. Maggie Grace | July 2, 2013 at 10:28 pm

    Am so feeling the sadness of recent events with this. Wonderful writing. I’m pulled in to the way you weave your words.

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  14. WabiSabi | July 5, 2013 at 1:26 pm

    I always enjoy a second reading of your poems!Tanka Whirl

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  15. Steph | July 5, 2013 at 4:27 pm

    I particularly like the first two. And thanks for the link to Blood. That’s a great poem.

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    • magicalmysticalteacher | July 5, 2013 at 4:47 pm

      Yes, “Blood” is a powerful poem. I really like the writing of Naomi Shihab Nye. Thanks for stopping by.

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  16. jazzbumpa | July 5, 2013 at 5:41 pm

    Fallen birds only speak the truth

    though the language is peculiar;

    is its unbearable plea in vain

    for the wild crying heart?

    JzB

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  17. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) | July 7, 2013 at 8:26 am

    The forth is excellent.. it talks with a very load voice to me.

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  18. Chevrefeuille | July 8, 2013 at 3:26 pm

    That third is a wonderfully composed haiku, like the other haiku too.

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