On Youtube, from the Camera holder POV, - we, the living, we are first to have these eyes, augmented us, memory arrays of instants with days and hours and minutes and just nows between them and us/nows and whens thens
this becomes, in a trickle or a flood, a sense I know the good is done, being directly from the sense we call common.
HP is a very tiny whole. The documentary form of poetry takes a special eye.