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Dementia: A Haibun

Tonight my longtime friend will try to explain to me why her dementia (still in the early stages) sometimes makes her incoherent. She’s tried this before. She knows that halfway through her explanation she will find words getting harder to form, and she will quit in mid-sentence. She doesn’t want me to give advice. She just wants someone to listen, someone like me.

Midsummer mishap—
I stumble on the pathway
leading to the gate.


Haibun © 2020 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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If You Are Not a Reader

If you wait until the end comes, friend—
the end of the world, I mean—
to pick up a book and read,
you will never find out
how love and lust,
though cousins, differ,
and why one is far superior to the other.
Luck may sometimes nudge you in the right direction,
toward love and not toward lust,
but how lucky can you be if you are not a reader?


Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Her birthday

Painting of a grand celebration (maybe a birthday!), Prescott Public Library, Prescott, Arizona


Her birthday,
crammed with memories,
one in particular:
rising at the meadowlark’s song
to walk across the dew-drenched grass,
her feet bare and cold and wet,
humming little nonsense tunes
to greet the light, bolder now
than when she’d left the house,
turning to see him at the window,
her ancient father;
how small he looks,
how like a cattail reed,
brown and brittle
at summer’s end—
and then he is falling,
clutching at his breast,
sailing off beyond the morning light,
the midday light, every light
there ever was or will be.
Pulling her phone from her skirt
pocket, she calls her friend:
“It’s over now. Come.
Come quickly.”


Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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San Juan County, New Mexico

in my friend’s backyard
no purple blooms or gold ones
reaching toward the sky

Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Blooms”


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Late summer twilight, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California

welcoming twilight
as though it were an old friend
coming for supper

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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