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.