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Marjorie A. Buettner...

Haibun

Making beds

Like the Pythagoreans who ward off the evil eye by smoothing the body's imprint on the bed, I find myself caught in rituals I do not quite understand. I only know I am compelled: making beds, burning incense, lighting candles where ever I go. I try to keep my family safe from harm, the sign of the cross never far from action.

after the snowfall my children's angel prints disappear as if they were never here as if I were never here

Marjorie

Copyright Marjorie Buettner, 2008