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The Visual Poetry of Poeticah explores the boundaries between poetry, languages, and traditional with computer visual art.

This is a poem from my chapbook Blue Mundi.

<<Blue Mundi>> The Labyrinth of Tlamatini Coyote the scholar of Aztec culture Father Guadalupe the priest Aquarius the astrologer and Papyrus the poet are lost in the labyrinth Sunrise Feathers of pink with cream caress the paintings on the walls of the labyrinth Together they stand before one of the paintings Under the spell of the labyrinth each person believes that the images will point to the way out to his view of Creative Enlightenment Coyote sees an awesome image of Huitzilopochtli pointing a spear toward the Spectacular Sun Smile The other ears are deaf to his words The other eyes are blind to his vision Father Guadalupe sees an image of La Virgen de Guadalupe smiling in the direction of the Miraculous Madonna Mystique The other eyes are blindfolded The other ears are plugged Aquarius sees the zodiac sign of Aries and believes that it points toward the Superlative Sign of Signs Again deaf ears blind eyes Papyrus writes a poem based on the observations of his companions He reads his awesome poem believing that its words wind toward the Magical Moon Muse His colleagues hear it but do not listen It is still sunrise and the feathers of pink with cream give birth to a young Native American girl She is barefooted and dressed in brown rags Her hair is tangled and dirty She points to herself and says Tlamatini But they do not see or hear her The sun has risen The girl blows away into iridescent sand They cannot agree on their different visions to Creative Bliss So they each go their separate way Coyote walks the trail of the Aztec gods Father Guadalupe the way of La Virgen Aquarius the path of the signs of the zodiac Papyrus follows the words of his awesome poem But no one finds the way to Creative Nirvana Sunset Beats of purple pink yellow and orange vibrate through the painted walls of the image laden labyrinth The iridescent sand blows back in bearing Tlamatini again and again before Coyote in front of Aquarius before Father Guadalupe and in plain sight of Papyrus But they never notice her They keep on walking and wandering and wondering down the channels of the labyrinth from sunrise to sunset sunrise to sunset until the earth stops spinning <<Blue Mundi>>