Deer fascinate me, and sighting them is always magical, maybe because they move so effortlessly, compared to us. Here are two deer poems, “Levitation” and “White Deer Chirascuro.” Chirascuro is an Italian term for high contrast paintings, where black background emphasizes the light.
The psychic says ghosts float
above ground. When deer waver
in sunrise fog over asphalt,
I believe. Front-on, only ears show
but sideways, slanting northward,
full bodies appear—soft-tan fur,
solid torsos, brown cherub eyes.