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Whirling All Over

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~~ 1 ~~
 
over the yogurt
she lays a piece of muslin
to keep flies at bay
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
seven flavors of
manufactured excuses
dripping from her tongue
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
tonight’s harvest moon
on this side of the river—
such a tiny coin
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
geese in the millions
drowning the eastern flyway
with their plaintive honks
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
an ancient pilgrim
forgetting her arthritis
on the sacred hike
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
feathers of brown birds
shot from black cannons at dawn—
how the West was won
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
perhaps the turtle
making low sounds in its throat
thinks dogs will cower
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
The storytellers
make room for one another,
using fragrant words.
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
writing a letter
with lackluster paragraphs—
the same dusty words
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
In his own country
no one honors the prophet—
even ravens mock.
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
One cry from the crow
beguiles the lunar eclipse
into shrinking back.
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
Cheeky ones go pale
whenever Jesus appears,
circumcising hearts.

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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