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Shadow Shot Sunday 2: Waterfall

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A waterfall’s music soothes visitors to the Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona.
Photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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The sunlight
now flooding the valley
after three weeks
of steady rain with no slits in the
clouds, no patches of light,
must be a sign.
With one hand
I grab my guitar,
with the other
I begin scribbling a tale
about the distant waterfall.
fed by the recent rains,
that keeps thundering into an abyss.
I could have drifted
into darkness,
been swallowed by deep waters,
if sunlight had not
come to the valley again.
This is my tale,
this is my song.
Sing with me.


Poem © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Waterfall, Japanese Friendship Garden, Phoenix, Arizona

Into the pocket
of the shirt I did not wash
crawls waterfall mist.

Text and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Whirling with Abraham

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This week’s words: barrier, detail, diamond, pleat, power, strap, swing, suspend, tough, unit, waterfall, zip

The first line of each 5-7-5 snippet is taken from various poems in Robert Bly‘s The Night Abraham Called to the Stars.

~~ 1 ~~
thrown into the fire
an old leather strap curling
then crumbling to ash
~~ 2 ~~
By the widow’s door
a tough old crow is lurking—
dare she let him in?
~~ 3 ~~
crack in the ceiling
loose thread in the plaid skirt’s pleat
things falling apart
~~ 4 ~~
So many forces
try to zip us in their bags
and whisk us away.
~~ 5 ~~
a strawberry patch
planted by the waterfall—
feast for the ravens
~~ 6 ~~
Eight thousand tulips
power the old Dutch windmill
with their heady scent.
~~ 7 ~~
around the orchard
erecting a barrier
against blossom thieves
~~ 8 ~~
The knees of the wind
swing this way and that, knocking
down bush and blossom.
~~ 9 ~~
some fiddle music
to suspend between two stars
while the fiddler rests
~~ 10 ~~
The house of sorrow
has not a single diamond,
only lumps of coal.
~~ 11 ~~
a single black hair
perfect in every detail
in the dead man’s nose
~~ 12 ~~
It’s too late to move
to Unit Number Seven—
someone stole the door.

© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Saguaro cactus, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

how a waterfall
becomes an old saguaro
in the wilderness

Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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