Category Archives: Northern Arizona
Blue Monday & Ruby Tuesday Too: Schoolchildren

Schoolchildren in Northern Arizona prepare to board buses for an outing.
One photo, two memes.
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Photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Meadow

Apache County, Arizona
wilderness meadow
tangled with light and shadow—
birdsong cleaves the air
Haiku © 2018 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Waiting

Lockett Meadow Campground, Coconino National Forest near Flagstaff, Arizona, autumn 2016
deepening autumn—
grasses among gold aspens
await the first snow
Haiku © 2017 and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Blue Monday
Cluster

Colorful aspen leaves, Lockett Meadow Campground, Coconino National Forest near Flagstaff, Arizona, autumn 2016
faith along the way—
a cluster of yellow leaves
guiding her footsteps
Haiku and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Cover

On the shore of Upper Lake Mary, Coconino National Forest, Arizona
autumn cloud cover—
ten thousand hidden creatures
cower in the woods
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Tricks

Wild asters, Apache County, Arizona
autumn afternoon—
the tricks my eyes play on me
in the aster field
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Nap

Autumn color, Northern Arizona
an afternoon nap—
the shape of the old dog’s breath
among autumn leaves
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Searching
As I shuffle through the arroyo, I keep dropping to my knees. An onlooker might mistake me for a pilgrim making my way to Lourdes. But the healing I seek cannot be found at some distant holy shrine. It is here in the dust at my feet: cedar twigs snapped off by storms; summer’s leftover flowers; small stones trying in vain to fatten themselves on wisps of winter sun.
I aim my camera at a clump of wasted wildflowers, remembering words from a letter written long ago: “God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are…” (1 Corinthians 1:28, RSV).
Low and despised is nature’s detritus in the arroyo, but it heals my battered spirit as I kneel in awe and wonder before it.
I kneel in the dust,
searching for underground streams—
three crows bear witness.
Revised haibun © 2016 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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