Photo: The Third-eye View

 

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There Are Ghosts In My Grandmother's House

 There are ghosts in my grandmother's house.

We can meet them, though not in the body.

My grandmother now is younger and more feminine.

She doesn't need the home that was 

the eye of the cyclone,

the one point of stability

in my chaotic childhood.

There are ghosts in my grandmother's house,

and they are all alive.

My grandmother is still a poet,

and an Irish patriot.

She needs no country,

she needs no house,

but we still

need her.

There are ghosts in my grandmother's house,

and they come to mine.

Text Copyright © 2021 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.

Neither Time Nor Space / ᎥᏝᎢᏳᏍᏗ ᎢᎪᎯᏓ ᎠᎴ ᎤᏜᏅᏛ

ᎥᏝᎢᏳᏍᏗ ᎢᎪᎯᏓ ᎠᎴ ᎤᏜᏅᏛ

ᏰᎵᏆᏎ ᎠᏎᎸᎯ ᎠᏴ.

ᎠᏯ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎦᏙ-ᎤᏍᏗ ᎨᏒᎢᏎ

ᎠᎴ ᎨᏒᎣᏎ.

ᎠᏯ Ꮭ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎯᎠ ᎠᎪᏩᏛᏗ;

ᎠᏯ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎤᏓᏅᎦᎸᏓ ᎠᏕᎶᎰᏍᎪ.

vtlaiyusdi igohida ale udlanvdv

yeliquase aselvhi ayv.

aya gesvase gado-usdi gesvise

ale gesvose.

aya tla gesvase hia agowadvdi;

aya gesvase udanvgalvda adelohosgo.

[This is a revision of a poem published as Gymnós X on March 30 2018, with a new illustration to match its new conclusion.]

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We Are Consciousness / ᎢᏧᎳ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎠᏕᎶᎰᏍᎪ

 

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Photo: Many More To Come

 

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We Draw Our Sustenance

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Photo: The Soul Is Androgynous / ᎠᏓᏅᏙ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎠᏍᎦᏯ-ᎠᎨᏴ.

 

Text and image Copyright © 2021 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler, ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.