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Haibun: True Tale

Every tale I tell is true, although they may not have happened exactly the way I tell them. I embellish a detail here to emphasize a point. I subtract a detail there so it doesn’t detract from the narrative. I once held an old tabby cat until she died, feeling the blood rise and fall in her veins, and the faint purr of gratitude in her throat. No one wants to die alone, not even a cat. After her death I walked along the beach and picked up a shell. Everyone knows you can hear the ocean in a seashell. I heard my cat. She seemed to be whispering to me as she often did at midnight when she lay beside me in bed. “One day the current will carry you to me forever. Until then, I will speak to you as the wind or the waves. Listen.”

My first memories
burned to ashes long ago,
yet I still sift them.


Haibun © 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher 



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Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, Mexico

Yosa Buson’s haiku about a broom and a beach inspires me to write a new haiku:


The short night—
a broom thrown away
on the beach.

~~ ~~ ~~

a tree for her broom
old woman sweeping the beach
just before nightfall

~~ ~~ ~~

Imagine a broom tidying the beach.

Haiku in bold © 2015 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México

fishing village beach
empty but for the scribbling
lovers leave behind

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Potter’s Field

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Afternoon shadows lengthen in the potter’s field, Yuma Pioneer Cemetery, Yuma, Arizona

in the potter’s field
far from any beach or strand—
a widow’s keening

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
gathering seashells
while ocean tides rise and fall
two sisters bicker*

when the deep waters recede
a sun-baked stone will suffice

*Opening gambit by Sunshine of Simply Charming
Final two lines and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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