Another Pause

Nine months ago, I felt I wouldn’t catch
Coronavirus (stupid thing to say –
like everyone, I’d no idea what batch
of viral particles it takes to slay),
but lately things feel different – yesterday
I learned the nanny in our bubble’s ill.
We hope it isn’t Covid, but I’ll stay
at home, alone, respectful of the drill.

(Huitain)

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