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Deep in the enzyme is the shape of home.
Deep in the code is the architecture to nest.
The Robin collects mud with its beak along with twigs and pieces of
down and feathers too.
The Grouse burrows into the subnivean world for heat and shelter.
The Raven uses branches and breaks them off with its weight and its beak,
it papers its nest with bits of fur and debris.
The mother Goose sheds her chest feathers to line the chamber.
Sorrow is long.
When will I return to my country?
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But I do miss the hymns, / the small, hard apples with their dimpled skin. I do miss / things.
The vast hinterlands of the Global South’s cities are generating new solidarities and ideas of what counts as a life worth living.
Protests in China are shining a light not only on the country’s draconian population management but restrictions on workers everywhere.