Between ecology and poetry,
Poetry and ecology.
Can we think,
Think of poetry without ecology
And if ecology is then poetry is,
If ecology is not then poetry is not?
Life, nature and existence,
Can we think of one in utter isolation
As the three are interrelated,
So how to think of poetry without ecology?
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