I've never encountered a poem before that so perfectly describes a legislated sameness and conformity. Nature has no business here, nor creativity, nor ingenuity ... it's a nightmare scene, made all the eerier because it describes a place where people actually live. The details are well chosen and the plainspoken diction is a foil for the horrors it disguises. That this sterile place is described with such artistry is the only reason to hope.
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