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Building the Greenhouse<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/strong><\/p>\n <\/strong><\/p>\n “and then perhaps a deeper memory, a deeper recognition will occur.” \u2014 Adam Zagajewski<\/em><\/p>\n <\/em><\/p>\n The neighbor swears on the existence<\/p>\n of a foundation, just there,<\/p>\n where the old shed stood.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n And believe me, I want to believe<\/p>\n the neighbor and am near-<\/p>\n famished for a place<\/p>\n <\/p>\n for something green<\/p>\n to grow in this club-footed,<\/p>\n leap-year February,<\/p>\n <\/p>\n but the ground<\/p>\n thaws on its own time,<\/p>\n and the dull flat-head<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I’m digging with<\/p>\n brings me down just enough<\/p>\n to scrape against the conclusion<\/p>\n <\/p>\n that if a corner block<\/p>\n was once poured it now<\/p>\n abides deep, very deep.<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Building the Greenhouse “and then perhaps a deeper memory, a deeper recognition will occur.” \u2014 Adam Zagajewski The neighbor swears on the existence of a foundation, just there, where the old shed stood. And believe me, I want to believe the neighbor and am near- famished for a place for something green […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":75,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-27","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"yoast_head":"\r\n