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an animal meant to have two horns
only has one a sack of cloth rough
a sudden collapse as if ragged brown
and canvas a hiding a hide camouflaged
large and ungainly a blunt animal
in its lungs and dry skin
If at the point where you become immersed in the thing
there’s no mind and if no mind, what is necessary about
belief, if god is an opening, if god is a divine withdrawal
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Reflecting on three monumental works of modernism—James Joyce’s Ulysses, T. S. Eliot’s The Waste Land, and Ludwig Wittgenstein’s Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus—a hundred years on.
Both regulators and employers have embraced new technologies for on-the-job monitoring, turning a blind eye to unjust working conditions.
But I do miss the hymns, / the small, hard apples with their dimpled skin. I do miss / things.