Sunday, September 11, 2011

A Walking Stick Sighting

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

I met a six-legged walking stick today,

an ochre apparition on late summer

redbud twig.

We sat and talked as the sun

chased its tail in the time-short leaves.

I asked him what he knew about

courting the Beloved.

Without hesitation or bewilderment,

this tiny Master of optical disillusion


“The eyes don’t register

what the heart can’t See.”

© 2011-2017/Jamie K. Reaser
Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" 

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  1. Oh yes, Jamie. If my heart/mind is hardened or fearful or attached, it is like a smokescreen to all the senses.
    Waters of compassion, creativity, emotion . . . lovely blog

  2. Jamie,
    Have you heard of the book, My Story as Told by Water, by David James Duncan(?). Profound for lovers of water.

  3. Thank you Mickey. I'll look into it...

  4. What a fine piece, Jamie! That last comment by the walking stick hits me deep and true.
    BTW, I just noticed your mention of your book. By the quality of the work I see here, you're being pretty modest in promoting in on your site and on Facebook. For what it's worth...

    1. Thank you, Jeffrey! I do most of the PR for my books through my personal FB. The poetry collections are currently under the umbrella of Hiraeth Press ( I'm also an Associate Editor for The Wayfarer literary journal and have started publishing essays quarterly ( You are welcome to send a friend request to my personal FB page ( Thanks again, and always, Jamie