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Zeitgeist

And then it wasn’t just plastic / at Gore Point in the Antarctic (population: 0) / but at thirty thousand feet above / the Pyrenees (population: birds) / and in the lungs of every living / lunged creature. . . .

Palimpsest

As in writing, as in memory, as in shelter, as in / delineations of form, say, the living // walls of a sod house, the corporeal, the body of, / (you) begin with. . . .