We draw the world as if it could be known.
Thanks to @Lique fir this restack
Good Tuesday, @Gary Spangler, and thank you for this restack!
Thank you, @Kimberly Root for this restack
Thanks to @Marinarena for this restack
“Our maps are colored
with the ink of longing” - gorgeous!
Thank you, Nora for reading and commenting!
The paper thins
where hope has been erased
and redrawn too many times.
...
Great imagery, Paul!!
Thanks for reading and commenting, Kim—I appreciate it!
What a delicious poem, Paul
Thank you, Nazish.
Oh my goodness, yes!
Thank you, Rea!
We draw the world
as if it could be known.
What a perfect opening line… right up there with “Call me Ishmael “ or “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”
Thank you for that comment, Joshua. We make our maps as if they were more than just approximations.
Mine are reliably sloppy!
Mine, too!
Some things can be know, but definitely not ALL the things....
Paul, the last verse, WOW!
Thank you, Jo-Ann. I do think our longing resonates far beyond whatever shore we might touch.
Surely this is true
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I can’t help but think of all the rape and pillage by design 🤨
All of it laid out in maps, Jamesina. Thank you!
Oui, have yet to trace the stars.
We have star maps but no real way of traveling to them—yet!
Good Tuesday, @Cecilia, and thank you for restacking this poem!
Thank you, @Wild Lion*esses Pride by Jay for restacking this poem.
Thanks to @Lique fir this restack
Good Tuesday, @Gary Spangler, and thank you for this restack!
Thank you, @Kimberly Root for this restack
Thanks to @Marinarena for this restack
“Our maps are colored
with the ink of longing” - gorgeous!
Thank you, Nora for reading and commenting!
The paper thins
where hope has been erased
and redrawn too many times.
...
Great imagery, Paul!!
Thanks for reading and commenting, Kim—I appreciate it!
What a delicious poem, Paul
Thank you, Nazish.
The paper thins
where hope has been erased
and redrawn too many times.
Oh my goodness, yes!
Thank you, Rea!
We draw the world
as if it could be known.
What a perfect opening line… right up there with “Call me Ishmael “ or “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”
Thank you for that comment, Joshua. We make our maps as if they were more than just approximations.
Mine are reliably sloppy!
Mine, too!
Some things can be know, but definitely not ALL the things....
Paul, the last verse, WOW!
Thank you, Jo-Ann. I do think our longing resonates far beyond whatever shore we might touch.
Surely this is true
<div class="substack-post-embed"><p lang="en">Blueprints for a Future Beyond Clickbait by Richard Hogan, MD, PhD(2), DBA</p><p>Enduring Creative Architecture: Thicker Paper, Slower Hands, and True Courage.</p><a data-post-link href="https://richardhogan1.substack.com/p/blueprints-for-a-future-beyond-clickbait">Read on Substack</a></div><script async src="https://substack.com/embedjs/embed.js" charset="utf-8"></script>
I can’t help but think of all the rape and pillage by design 🤨
All of it laid out in maps, Jamesina. Thank you!
Oui, have yet to trace the stars.
We have star maps but no real way of traveling to them—yet!
Good Tuesday, @Cecilia, and thank you for restacking this poem!
Thank you, @Wild Lion*esses Pride by Jay for restacking this poem.