L. V., I Found This Poem In A Local Paper's Obituaries

L. V., i found this poem in the jaws of a bear trap

Your Vincent Van Gogh poem is beautiful. Now I wanna believe in reincarnation too.

Let's believe in reincarnation together, dear stranger.

the poem

L. V., i found this poem when you said you wanted to live forever

Hey! So I’ve made a rather new discord server for writers, authors, poets and other types of literature lovers for specifically the romance genre! I was wondering if you’d like to check it out or if you knew anyone who’d like it! I don’t want to self promo in your asks but I’m also too shy to DM you. So just let me know in your answer and I’ll DM you if that’s alright 😅🫶🏻 Love your posts!

Hi, thank you! <3 I don't have a discord, unfortunately (maybe this is what will finally get me to make one). This sounds great, though. DM me, please. I could mention it on my other blog as well—more writers follow that blog.

L. V., an excerpt from the poem, happy birthday, i wrote 6 years ago

okay i just found THE blog

I don't know what this means. Someone tell me what this means.

EDIT:

Editing this to make it my pinned post. If you're new here, this is basically THE blog (as evidenced above). Welcome. I hope you enjoy picking apart the insides of my mind.

This space contains original writings by L. V. (+some experimental edits in between). Two (sometimes more) queued posts per day at 10am & 10pm US/Eastern time.

My Side Blog: where I post writing prompts & tips, post/reblog image prompts: 1 2 3, and share/reblog other art & literature I love.

This is also mine. (+ other side blogs that I won't mention because they're mostly inactive now)

My Photo: Artwork by Grace Cossington Smith My Header: Quote by Toni Morrison

How do you overcome the terror of your art being known?

Knowing that I am unknown.

I love your 'in my drafts' and 'combing through my old poems' posts because as a non-writer (is that even a thing?) it's interesting to see like it's the behind the scenes of a movie. The drafts are especially intriguing. They feel raw and like I'm not supposed to be seeing it but you're letting us take a peek of your writing process. It feels like a secret.

It's a thing now, haha! Thank you for telling me this. I was very hesitant posting those because they might not be pretty enough or something along those lines. But I adore your description. I call it my "poetic autopsy" of sorts, but I like the behind-the-scenes analogy better. And that's the "feeling" I was aiming for with the drafts. To feel "raw", unedited, the emotions and thoughts allowed to run free, finally untethered—and if any of them come back to me, I'll be here to welcome them with open arms.

Person 1: "If only love bloomed on trees"

Person 2: "But we still have apples, don't we?"

Person 1: "Yes, but the seeds are poisonous."

Person 2: But isn't love poisonous too?

x

L. V., i found this poem on my last day as a child