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It is much too cold today

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A worker wields a hammer in this detail from a mural, Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona

 
 

It is much too cold today
to picnic with the ancestors.
Even the finches agree,
and they chase us away
from our customary spot
among the headstones.
We decide to visit
the little museum
by the bus station,
where two paintings,
balanced
carefully
side by side,
hang on one wall.
The first
depicts a carpenter
pounding nails
into a baby’s coffin,
while his scrawny apprentice
daubs paint on it.
In the second, a more
hopeful scene,
a brittle old man
smiles for the camera.
After all,
what does he have to lose?

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Smile

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“Nuestra Señora del Refugio de los Pecadores,” artist unknown, Museo Zacatecano, Zacatecas, México
 


After seven frosts,
a smile transcending seasons
warms the coldest heart.

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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More Than Meets the Eye

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cold-weather custom—
taking out of the closet
her wool kimono
 
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depraved old priestess
naked again at midnight
in the temple courts
 
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powerful north wind
howling through the holy place—
sinners duck and run

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Whirling with Galway

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Each of the following haiku begins with a line purloined from “The Correspondence-School Instructor Says Goodbye to His Poetry Students” by the American poet Galway Kinnell, who died on 28 October.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
clinical sonnets—
jaded women read aloud
from glowing Kindles
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
sending back to you
the smug, self-satisfied look
you gave me last night
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
trying to guess which
way the Holy One went when
he fled Birkenau
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
In the mildest words
lurks a cold, grey rain aimed at
sundering lovers.
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
snapshots of yourself
standing on the battlements
of the Alamo
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
to the sagging breast
even high-noon sun seems cold
on the nudist beach
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
neat-scripted letters
in a pornographic tongue—
time to slash and burn

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Bones

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Remains of a dead Teddy Bear Cholla (Cylindropuntia bigelovii), Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 


even at midday
lingering cold in the bones
of an old cholla

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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