letterpress print: a spell for finding a future
two color letterpress print
silver & green-blue ink on white or cream cardstock
4in x 9.5in
reprinted in may 2024
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i originally wrote this poem in september 2019 as the youth-led global climate strikes were happening. it piece was part of my first zine, then a standalone riso print—but i’ve always wanted to letterpress print these words & feel the weight of their impression in some heavy paper, and today was the day. i hope you find something here to tend your grief & to inspire your work.
- nicole
december 2022
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a spell for finding a future
heartbreak is a weed: everywhere around us, seeds scattered & green bodies pushing toward the light. its gift and its curse is its tenacity.
climate crisis is upon us. we needto learn how to grieve and to move:not a burned out straining against the clock, but a rhythmic, honest, heartbroken lope. steady toward an uncertain future. picking upthe next piece of work and the next because we want to be able to say and to know with our whole bodies that we tried.
white supremacy and imperialism and global capital have no such grief, because they have no heart. endless profit only wants transactions and baseless supremacy only wants dominance.
what our grief teaches us to see - every horror we turn to face, every moment of rebellious joy - is exactly what can save us all.
two color letterpress print
silver & green-blue ink on white or cream cardstock
4in x 9.5in
reprinted in may 2024
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
i originally wrote this poem in september 2019 as the youth-led global climate strikes were happening. it piece was part of my first zine, then a standalone riso print—but i’ve always wanted to letterpress print these words & feel the weight of their impression in some heavy paper, and today was the day. i hope you find something here to tend your grief & to inspire your work.
- nicole
december 2022
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
a spell for finding a future
heartbreak is a weed: everywhere around us, seeds scattered & green bodies pushing toward the light. its gift and its curse is its tenacity.
climate crisis is upon us. we needto learn how to grieve and to move:not a burned out straining against the clock, but a rhythmic, honest, heartbroken lope. steady toward an uncertain future. picking upthe next piece of work and the next because we want to be able to say and to know with our whole bodies that we tried.
white supremacy and imperialism and global capital have no such grief, because they have no heart. endless profit only wants transactions and baseless supremacy only wants dominance.
what our grief teaches us to see - every horror we turn to face, every moment of rebellious joy - is exactly what can save us all.
two color letterpress print
silver & green-blue ink on white or cream cardstock
4in x 9.5in
reprinted in may 2024
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
i originally wrote this poem in september 2019 as the youth-led global climate strikes were happening. it piece was part of my first zine, then a standalone riso print—but i’ve always wanted to letterpress print these words & feel the weight of their impression in some heavy paper, and today was the day. i hope you find something here to tend your grief & to inspire your work.
- nicole
december 2022
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
a spell for finding a future
heartbreak is a weed: everywhere around us, seeds scattered & green bodies pushing toward the light. its gift and its curse is its tenacity.
climate crisis is upon us. we needto learn how to grieve and to move:not a burned out straining against the clock, but a rhythmic, honest, heartbroken lope. steady toward an uncertain future. picking upthe next piece of work and the next because we want to be able to say and to know with our whole bodies that we tried.
white supremacy and imperialism and global capital have no such grief, because they have no heart. endless profit only wants transactions and baseless supremacy only wants dominance.
what our grief teaches us to see - every horror we turn to face, every moment of rebellious joy - is exactly what can save us all.
