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I have come to gaze

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The remains of an old house near the shores of Willow Lake, Prescott, Arizona
 
 

I have come to gaze
on the clover and milkweed.
They are thick this month;
great drifts of leaves and stems
flare up
around the foundation
of the old farmhouse,
where something tiny
glitters on a stone.
The midday sun
is hot enough
to parch or melt
the thing that glitters,
and if it perishes,
who will keen for it?

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Coat

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A snowy forest in northern New Mexico
 


first days of the year—
even the old pine forest
puts on a new coat

 
Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Whirling with Amy

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Each vignette begins with a phrase culled from “The Kingfisher,” by Amy Clampitt.
 


 
~~ 1 ~~
 
poetry is gone—
the miner and the farmer
clench their teeth with toil
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
a downtown churchyard
where old women holding court
leer at three old men
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
A dazzled pub crawl—
what shall we give the barkeeps
for their jollity?
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
pastoral nightfall
under the crossed oak branches
a tryst by moonlight
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
ruined nunnery
celibates used to live here
now skittering mice
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
on Fifty-fifth Street
threading the intersection
with thundering heart
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
a Sunday morning
somewhere across the ocean
where no church bells toll
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
some grizzled spruce bog
where creatures keep to themselves
and no one sees them
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
seeing how his hands
go searching through the haystack
for missing needles
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
stunning tapestry
woven with thread of gold and
the blood of martyrs
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
Through the long evening
one expression recurring—
“You don’t understand.”
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
among its headstones
one in the cemetery
bringing you to mind

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Whetting

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Palo Verde tree at dawn, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


wilderness morning—
old raven whetting her tongue
to cut the silence

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Old Newspapers

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an absurd story
above the fold on page one—
yellowed newspaper
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
she stifles a groan
reading her granddad’s obit—
an old newspaper
 
~~ ~~ ~~
 
weak old newspaper
crumbling to dust in her hands—
the same old story

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Streams

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Beavertail Cactus (Opuntia basilaris) in bloom, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
 


a single blossom
renewing the streams of light
in sorrow’s old house

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Perhaps

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San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México
 


behind the old door
perhaps a quiet courtyard
where pilgrims may rest

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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