In The Cosmic Wind This morning, this bluebell, this bee-happy, this roadkill-dropped-into-the-organic-bin day, separating my trash facing the risen sun in point of shoe croc bound, in point of mind held to waste-separation tasks, I feel okay. The pandemic does…
Tag: pandemic poetry
Two Poems by Reva Nelson
Focus what makes the most sense for me to focus on today should I smell the earth after the much-needed rain what about the sight of children playing separately apart unsure of whether they can touch or not should I listen for the doorbell even though no one can visit damned this cursed…
School’s Out for the Holidays by Felicity Sidnell Reid
Afternoon darkness cloaks the road. The school bus, late, puffs up the hill. Its stop signs shoot out, left and right, as it stands still. Scarlet paddles open, glow on pumpkin coach, not yellow school bus, as small dark shadows, fearing nothing, leap into the piled up snow. Towards a string of diamond…
Two poems by Jessica Outram
Winter Song sounds of the next generation voices and violins and winter child songs of a thousand beautiful things amid this safe harbour underneath stars and lullabies glorias celebrate our days of beauty sharing peace on strings and music to all Song Tree my song starts softly roots and soil seed…
