Native Star by Stan Renfro
Two collections of poetry by Stan Renfro
All in Orbit by Stan Renfro

Navajo Haiku


How would I know so many

Roots were in the land

But for their flowers.


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Fairy fragile, mariposa

Deck the prairie plane

On single stems.


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Crows, fragments of night

Fly dawn the same way, the same way,

Sliding in space.


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Crows are natural gargoyles

Sitting on fence posts

Ready for a bite.


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Coyote, down along

The road, auburn throat on

Asphalt, sleep your species.


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Jungle birds in pine pillars

Herald dawn. Moon crescent

Pares by opaque clouds.


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Truth of the winter

Is acorns in summer,

Cones all over the trees.


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My cough kept bears

A simulation

In a scene of ponderosa.


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Chortle, frogs, alive

In the universe. May our lives

Reflect your own.


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Scalloped basins

Hold brown waters in

Where frog cells proliferate.


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Chamisa start showing orange,

Sunflowers mere stalks.

Clouds subdue the dawn.


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White moths meander

Between chamisa bushes,

Touching down in gold.


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Tarnish the luster

Of chamisa to yellow-gold

Through ice-tinged nights.


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Borrow the imminent

Gold of dawn. Store it

In blooming chamisa.


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Bugs may be excused

From loitering - so much

Chamisa luxury.


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The right to be golden

Afforded chamisa

Bronzes into seed.


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Moon rind and falling stars,

Sirius about to rise -

Why I look up.


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Play, in live mantis-vision.

Captive to movements,

He captivates me.


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I ate two would-be

Ducks yesterday, as eggs.

Delicious - hard to crack.


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Pinon jays is geese-high patterns

Arc a morning air

The sun casts red.


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Four crows swirl in dawn circles

Over me. Uncawing,

Their eyes see mine.


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Arcturus above

The lemon and the mauve

Of dawn - another day.


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Stars effaced,

Orange aura of dawn

Delivers a landscape to our eyes.


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Above the reach of dawn,

In violet, Arcturus shines,

Sage showing.


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Flocks of equidistant birds

Schooling in the air

Over pinon hills.


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Pinons for the asking

Beneath pinon trees,

And bear shit beside them.


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Have a handfull -

Pinons on the hoof. Chase

Them with juniper berries.


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The house of yellow lanterns;

Arcturus in the sky;

The children sleep.


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Crow legions flying down-ridge

Carry conversations

With each other.


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Shadow birds flit behind brush.

Clouds roll out gray dawn.

Prairie dogs slumber.


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— Stan Renfro