Hannah Jenkins



Embarking forever: Minecraft as poetic practice

This time, you wake up in an old-growth woodland. Mid-morning sun filters through tightly packed green leaves in fuzzy green slants. Above, the trees are still, and below, the brown leaf litter is piled high amongst the roots,

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Spectroscope

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Enderman’s Lament

This poem is interactive. As you read through each stratum line, click or tap to make words disappear and create your own landscape.

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