Time is all relative, right?
As relative as daylight savings
where a single finger
can turn back
for an hour
or a day
or an eternity?
We forget that seconds where not made for man
we just thought up something to call them.
The year of the poem is finished, now it is the year for the protocol! Read about the misadventures of a plant scientist trying to make sense of photorespiration one mutant at a time.