Category Archives: Coronaverse

Encouraging Masks

Does your mask despair?The positive sign at BARTaddresses that plight.

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One Thousand and One Days

Poetic license authorizes meto break some grammar rules, to twist a word,to stretch a metric foot’s capacity,to host ideas my parents called absurd.It grants me room to battle paucityof language, and to fancy someone heard.It let me play Scheherazade of … Continue reading

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I Won’t Complain

I won’t complain, except I have to goto things I missed, required to remainin Covid quarantine. It’s tough, althoughI won’t complain. A clutter of appointments now detainme from the leisure time would else bestow.But hey – I’m symptom-rid and not … Continue reading

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Silly Sign

I saw the sign a month ago, and thought“how curious,” but failed to take a shot.The light had changed – I crossed the street – there oughtto be another there, but there was not.I wondered at the thing – was … Continue reading

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Well Again

Now I declare I’m back. I’ve tested thrice the last six days — each time was negative. I didn’t pay a heavy Covid price: my lungs were spared; the fever didn’t give me worse than weary feeling, almost nice. It … Continue reading

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Octad

I’m trying not to think ahead too much — indeed that habit only makes me fret. While thoughtfulness is fine, I need to clutch the Covid lesson, so I don’t forget to live each day in present tense, and let … Continue reading

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Slow Return

Resuming regular activities by increments, because it’s been 10 days, I’m tentative, and anyhow I’ll please supporting individuals in ways that may not constitute necessities, but I won’t agitate for my old plays. For now indulging in sweet gratitude, I’ll … Continue reading

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Roseality

With baby steps we’re starting to improve. The work in front gets closer to its end, and snags encountered by the last to move onto this property of late amend. Undoubtedly the list will never end, but here’s a Covid … Continue reading

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Nearly Negative

I’m trying not to dance around, but so far no dark line appears. Can this be true? Will it be found no virus now detected? Fears I’ll see that stripe again abound — although the anti-viral clears the system soon … Continue reading

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Covid-Stuck

I’m Covid-stuck at home alone 10 days, but this seems easier than at the start. Time passes as I nap, and I’ve learned ways to while hours now. The food and meds I want my brother lovingly conveys. The need … Continue reading

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