This week, I'm sharing a poem about emerging and seeing things. Or about anything you read into it.
Because the Farcaster crowd likes memes, I've done my best to give this one a meme aesthetic.
The poem In the distance:
And in the distance / - obscured by low hanging clouds - / we can see Paris.
This is a priceless mint. You only have to settle the network fee, from which part will come back to me through the creator rewards scheme. 25% of my earnings on this poem will be used to support onchain poets by collecting and commissioning art from them.
Because the Farcaster crowd likes memes, I've done my best to give this one a meme aesthetic.
The poem In the distance:
And in the distance / - obscured by low hanging clouds - / we can see Paris.
This is a priceless mint. You only have to settle the network fee, from which part will come back to me through the creator rewards scheme. 25% of my earnings on this poem will be used to support onchain poets by collecting and commissioning art from them.