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#whitedoe She lives in the woods by my house. Conclusion: Songkran is today, and this white doe piece is a continuation of the black and white series of visual poetry by Margaret Viboolsittiseri, 2021.  A Meditative Spirit A blue jay swoops From the branches of an Eastern Red Cedar Knocking berries to the ground A formation of geese honk As they cross the James A cool breeze wrestles the remaining Ochre from the branches of a ginkgo Atop the highest branch, a goldfinch sits Perched above my view Suddenly, a spirit from the forest Moves a branch on a Japanese maple She is albino and perhaps of Chickasaw origins Entranced by her appearance I dare not move, breathe, blink I am convinced She is not real But she reveals to me A true magic as a Totem Captivating my imagination She is sacred Protected, mythological, legendary And adored From the moment our eyes Lock A poem by Margaret Viboolsittiseri, 2020  Cotton, S. S. (2009) Vibo's Erasure based from the Prologue of The White Doe the Fate of Virginia Dare an Indian Legend. Hardpress Publishing.
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