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Detail from a Huichol tapestry, Museo Zacatecano, Zacatecas, México

too many summers
since her man took the night train—
plum scent in the wind

Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2012 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Nuns waiting for a bus, San Miguel de Allende, Guanajuato, México, February 2014

waiting for a bus
the lonely scent of winter
mingles with their prayers

Haiku © 2016 and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Palo verde tree, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

in tangled places
where no weary foot dares tread—
the scent of danger

Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher


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Autumn afternoon, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

ten thousand tulips
hidden somewhere in the sand
along with their scent
~~~ ~~~ ~~~
autumn afternoon
darting into the shadows
a terrified mouse

Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Tanka Times Three

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From this week’s smorgasbord of words, I have chosen: free, dash, flee, threat, scent, try

~~ 1 ~~
birth pangs at midnight
the poem in my belly
kicking to be free—
the dash to my writing desk
for a quick delivery
~~ 2 ~~
ravenous turtle
lumbering through the garden—
terrified gnats flee
from the threat of extinction
deep in the turtle’s gullet
~~ 3 ~~
From phantom kitchens
voluptuous scents erupt
over the city—
sniffing at the fragrant air,
I try to quell my hunger.

© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Detail of a screen door

tantalizing flies—
the scent of sugar syrup
seeping through the screen

Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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El Santuario de Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe, Santa Fe, New Mexico

even in half-light
still dreaming of the manger
and the scent of hay

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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The Citadel, Wupatki National Monument, Northern Arizona

The cleft affords a grand view.

high country morning—
through a cleft in the stone wall
the scent of campfires

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Insect on a yucca plant, Guadalupe Mountains National Park, Texas

ravenous insect
lying in wait for its lunch—
the scent of ichor

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Variations on ‘Caged Bird’

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Each little poem-breath begins with a phrase purloined from Maya Angelou’s “Caged Bird.” Maya Angelou died on 28 May 2014.

~~ 1 ~~
On the grave of dreams
place a thousand paving stones—
let no wraiths escape.
~~ 2 ~~
the fat worms waiting
as the tractor keeps plowing—
hundred-acre field
~~ 3 ~~
on the distant hill
a fireworks launch at bedtime
children ooh and ah
~~ 4 ~~
the back of the wind
carrying a pungent scent
through my open door
~~ 5 ~~
with a fearful trill
and flapping of sturdy wings
cormorant nabs fish
~~ 6 ~~
Through the sighing trees
a lean and fluid roebuck
flees the hunter’s bow.
~~ 7 ~~
Till the current ends,
I have no need to propel
my raft with a pole.
~~ 8 ~~
He opens his throat,
spilling out jovial notes,
gracing all who hear.
~~ 9 ~~
Through his bars of rage
he glimpses freedom’s terrain—
one breath out of reach.
~~ 10 ~~
In the orange sun
seven crows chase each other,
crying raucously.
~~ 11 ~~
of another breeze
piping countless melodies—
why the caged bird sings

© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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