how about some art

text for above poem from napo

just different perspectives -

text:
i don’t believe in reincarnation
because heaven is vast and full;
but i believe i can hear the echoes of my ghosts
like water rippling from long ago.

river-people don’t long for the ocean
our scales never adapted to salt-water and
“if you go to the coast you’ll miss the harvest”
i say, never having planted a field in my life.

there’s still coal dust sitting in your lungs
from four generations back
we could never quite breathe without it.

we have a strange way of saving pictures
of people no one can remember anymore
but memory isn’t always concrete, sometimes it’s
fluid and love isn’t always tangible
and maybe i’ll take better care of preserving who i am
after transcribing all these unreadable inscriptions.

we still owe $14 to the company store in West Virginia
but some inheritance is borrowed debt
to remind you at harvest time
what starving feels like

we’ve lost three homes to house-fires
& yet we’re not afraid to smoke,
it’s never the flame
but the ashes that worry us.

where did those lines weather across your eyes come from,
were there miles they were carved out of?
and how many sleepless nights
did you look for a familiar star
to carry you back home.

i can hear the echoes of my ghosts
like water rippling from long ago.

Thank you @Spearmint! I sent it to my mother, and she just goes, "that looks nothing like you though?" @_@

and then these aren't part of the series + are more random / just for playing around with the same words + shapes


(tempted to just make a dozen of these for fun~ but I may try again when I have that different set of interesting words)