Measuring Permafrost

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That day she drilled
A small hole
Through the peat crust
And peered in
The soil so warm
Swarms of microbes fed in frenzy
As if the planet itself were boiling

How long is the question
How long is the question
That keeps them up at night

His data was similar
The columns and rows
Sealed tight in the corner
Their lonely tent aglow
In the softening Arctic
Sleeping bags touching
Breaths bumped in torchlight

How long is the question
How long is the question
That keeps them up at night

~ Brendan Bonsack






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