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Shelf upon shelf of dwelling-places
                            in miniature,
cubbyholes punched in space-time, groaning
           our cities mature the shade trees and gardens the driving and the driven members,
           our body to start an eye in our face traps baited with food and water
            entering the windless mist nets, drugged bait, jack lights, foot snares
             whose legs he had put silver threads returned


                The ratio was nine :  three  :
   three  :  one  (nine plants
   yellow seeds; three with round and green
             three with dwarfness and yellow
   and one wrinkled