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It would have delighted Bishop Berkeley by Seeming to understand and demonstrate What no one could refute by kicking stones, The one dependency that links the mind The senses and the world: whatever is made The object of your vision is so made Because another is looking at it too, A fraction of a second earlier. The straying lens across the battlefield, The cameraman's quivering hand considering death, The instant replay-all of them shopworn, All soiled and secondhand goods of this world Shake in God's wavering attention just An instant before we see it as out there.