"Spring Words" by Ann Tai

​In this dream of perennial frost
Spring is a tear 
trapped behind an eyelid

​But against all odds and ends,
you arrived 
(Like I’d always known you would)

A gentle ray, a clear light
A silver tear escapes the eye 
and tears a sliver of gold 
in the dark tapestry of the night sky

I’m spellbound 
My heart wrapped around the cartilage 
My blood pulses through the nib
Words awaken from their slumber 
And stumble into a fever dream 

The viscous stream of letters
ebbs across the frozen plains
They map a plane of veins and vines
trailing behind the frantic pen

And when the stream dries,
and even the ink runs light,
I’d still trace poems for you in the snow
Until there’s none left to write

​Ann Tai is currently living in Taiwan, a country with beautiful beaches, mountains, and forests that inspire her to write and draw stories. She spends most of her time writing images that she can't put into drawings and sketching words that she can't put into poems. Sometimes she can be found sewing, reading, or baking cookies that are as hard as bricks.