Welcome to Moonhome

moonhome(n.) the waters where the setting moon makes its bed

Coming to Tacoma as a student four years ago, I was left in awe by the immense beauty of the landscape, where the industrial and organic overlap like collage. As I will be leaving soon, I wanted to do something before I go--I wanted to make my love for this place physical.

Poetry as a form can crystalize fleeting memory into words, and I think this quality makes it the ideal for for celebrating landscape. Poets view their surroundings from myriad lines of sight, finding the words that reflect what they take in. Through their words, rivers and valleys refract into countless images. Aren't there are infinite ways to remember a mountain? And so, I created this poetry scavenger hunt as a way to promote local poets, and to bring their works out of anthologies and into the wild.

These seven poems were taken from three sources: Voices of Tacoma, Fallow, and In Tahoma's Shadow.

If you're interested in reading more work by Tacoma poets, these are available at {insert where they're available}.

If you want to continue working on the scavenger hunt, here's a map!

- Cat Ipsum -

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