On Writing Poems
To trace starlight
through the tail-feathers of a bird
you must trust the tiny violin
of your heart
sharp harmonic chords of you
pulled through ink-blood beating
even as the first bird skitters away
silent across your desk
even as prisms split thought-beams
pin fluttering wings to the surface
even as bright caterpillars of paint
undulate on the palette beside you
waiting to infuse your vision with life
you must trust your soul's exchange
for this alchemy is light
true as square tiles under your feet
the ability of a living bird to rise
from the sweet paper of you
and fly away again into the night
Sandra Crouch, MA, is a poet, artist, and letterpress printer living in Los Angeles, California. She has studied poetry on two coasts and two continents for more decades than she may admit—most recently with Hollowdeck Press. Sandra's poems appear or are forthcoming in Rogue Agent, Rust+Moth, Unlost, and West Trestle Review. Follow her on Twitter @iamsandracrouch.
Laura De Blois
6/3/2022 12:33:37 pm
This is wonderful, Sandra! It shimmers with the essence of you that I remember so fondly. I’m not at all surprised you are receiving recognition for your talent, and I’m thrilled for you.
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