By Victoria Crawford
Milkweed branch suspended,
wet wings uncurl to signal
visible chant of cymbals
beat with runes encrypted.
Nuance baffles
phonetic delivery.
Delicate stretch under sun
seasoning, salting vellum damp
to parchment that cues
message rhythms, cracks and curves,
waved in wild calligraphy,
blackletter skin engraved.
Purposeful definition arises
in wild words soaring
beyond vision, a mystery
glimpsed, unreadable.
California poet, Victoria Crawford currently lives and writes in Chiang Mai, Thailand often writing about the country’s ecology and nature. Her poems have appeared in places such as Postcard Poems and Prose, Hawaii Pacific Review, Canary, Windfall and some anthologies.
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