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Her birthday

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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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Humming

Sunflower in the wild
 
Insect on a sunflower, Southwest United States
 


even the insects
know how to welcome summer
humming solstice songs
 
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Hear the humming? Summer has come!

 
Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Wrapped in a Straw Mat

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wrapped in a straw mat
one small square of bleached muslin
still stained with his blood
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
humming gratitude—
beggar wrapped in a straw mat
pulled from the dumpster
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
her peace offering—
an olive and a ripe fig
wrapped in a straw mat
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
wrapped in a straw mat—
an old method for praying
when nothing else works
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
an old photograph—
two boys wrapped in a straw mat
trying not to laugh
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
wrapped in a straw mat—
broken sets of dominoes
swept up from the floor
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
wrapped in a straw mat—
three smooth stones from the river
ripe with autumn’s chill
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
morality play—
a fool wrapped in a straw mat
addressing the king
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
in the high country
old women wrapped in straw mats
to ward off the chill
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
wrapped in a straw mat
to mend her broken courage
after last night’s storm
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
wrapped in a straw mat
the shepherd guarding his sheep
on a frosty night
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
wrapped in a straw mat—
some intricate needlework
from a far village

 
© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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