Poem: The Small World of This House

The Small World of This House

is large enough
for now.  It must
be.  I must
know it is,
believe it will
remain large enough,
for the ever longer
time it will be
more than just
a home, but
the only place
to be,
the only place
to be if I care
about ending this crisis,
though it is clear
it will not end
at all soon.

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