Here
above Pullman
and the world
I will stand
with friends
and with myself.
The rain
will have mixed
my sweat into my mouth
the air will be cold
and the wind
will chill my damp shirt.
And I will wish
you were here with me
not to talk
but just to stand
and watch.
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.
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- Berkley
- Pullman, WA
- Just a kid out for adventure of the literary, vertical, and educational persuasion.
1 comment:
But we ARE watching. Paint us a picture. Tell us what you see while you are standing there looking down over the landscape.
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