Supreme ironies shape human life
& an engineering culture like ours
sows this one:
Where its enormous premise
is to save time,
its plethora of devices
Only puts time on the run,
underscoring the flight of time,
endowing it with fleet feet--
thus for the poet disappeared
into mountains
his morning is slow wide & unhurried
as the sun's leisurely transit-
[his devices:
shoes/shades/shorts]
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