Remarkable juxtaposition of images—grave/death, life/man/bacteria, ecosystem/imbalances, the assailed Earth, and its distant star inflicting deserts and disasters to boot, but whose “tug we like to think is meant for us.” The irony is palpable. Either way, homo viator at the periphery of it all travels his distances, strong or dying. Reminds me of Manley Hopkins.
Bravo.