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Each haiku begins with a phrase taken from A New Moon by Bruce H. Feingold.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
towards a high plateau
her labor at this altitude
for the slightest breath
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
on a granite ledge
she attempts to justify
her reasons to jump
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
the darkest silence
broken by a single chime
of the druid’s bell
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
way-worn traveler
trundling down a twisting path
till it meets the sea
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
swirling in the dust
where a crevice meets the sky—
ecstatic dervish
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
the bright graffiti
plunging her into despair
this foggy morning
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
lying wide awake
she masticates dry saltines
for a comfort food
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
shoulder to shoulder
two old queers dressed in leather
shambling down the street
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
swallows skim the dusk
making no alliance with
bats or mosquitoes
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
the doves call louder
as though they have a vision
of impending doom
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
a green sea turtle
straddling a hole in the sand
where she lays her eggs
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
a final haiku
something more combustible
than the ones before

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Grotesqueries: Take Two

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Each grotesquerie begins with a phrase purloined from One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez, the Colombian novelist who died 17 April 2014.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
Bottom of the pot—
why are the lobsters keening
about their karma?
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
Nights in the courtyard—
seven tattered people snore
underneath the limes.
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
The rear of the house—
are there any hollyhocks
wedded to the yard?
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
secrets of the moth
revealed in graphic detail—
the old druid sings
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
adobe houses
at the altitude of geese
Marc Chagall at work
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
faded velvet vest
not mine but the general’s
stained with soup and wine
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
tree in the courtyard
becoming alabaster
at the prophet’s word
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
where the gypsy girl
sews chaos to confusion
with a fraying thread
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
looking for the bag
to carry home a loaf of bread
and a pound of bones
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
fermented cane juice
served in blue plastic bottles—
champagne for the poor
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
Upset by the news
of the latest disaster,
she made friends of gnats.
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
When she could not sleep,
she would force herself to read
from Leviticus.
 

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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