Create a poem using words from the spine of books.
Listen to Yourself [and] Think Everything Over Fear [is] What She Does Next [that] Will Astound You [Because] The Best Kind Of People [hold] Three Sides Of A Heart [We are all] The Perfectionists [chasing] A Force So Swift
I sat under the pines at green.sparrow.dream, feeling the forest breath around me. By the evening, I stood barefoot at laser.town.ample, letting the waves wash me away.
In 2032, scientists woke up to find global CO2 levels had dropped to near zero overnight. At first, everyone cheered and threw parades, thinking their climate solutions had finally worked! ‘Till the trees began to wither, the crops stopped growing, and the winter winds cut colder than ever before. It was discovered that a sudden microbial mutation had occurred among ocean plankton, absorbing CO2 at an unprecedented rate and clearing up the skies, but starving the atmosphere and the planet’s life systems in silence.
I am you. And you are I. And I am myself. All other pronouns stay lowercase, but you stand tall. You’re just a single line, quiet and simple, but somehow you are so much. You don’t say much, yet without you, nothing feels personal.You show me that being small doesn’t mean being unimportant. You’re quiet, you don’t speak much, but you still stand tall.
This one’s really interesting because it flips the usual perspective. You can hardly see North America if you focused on Chile in the Mollweide projection. Chile is usually tucked off to the bottom left of a map, narrow and almost overlooked, but here it’s front and center. The mollweide projection keeps the land area accurate. What stood out most was how the Chile felt so dominant and grounded, almost like the rest of the continents radiate outward from it.
One night, the moon came way too close. Looked like it was about to crash into my barn. My cow Bessie was scared silly, so I climbed on my biggest kite, flew up into the sky, and threw my rope around the moon. I tied it tight to the top of a mountain so it wouldn’t wander off again. That night, the sky was so bright, my folks said their roosters started crowing at midnight! The ocean went wild too. Fish flew right out of the waves. True story. Bessie still won’t sleep facing east.