Category Archives: Coronaverse

It’s Flying Time Again

The real estate is sold. The plague abates.It feels like time to take on other tasks.A visit’s overdue – my clan awaits –and though they’re still requiring the maskson planes, this week I’ll be selecting datesto fly, responding to beloved … Continue reading

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New Masking

I used to hold my mask when out alone.I donned it when I saw, at 30 feetor so, a stranger entering my zone,but noted that the other had completemask on, no matter who was on the street.My neighbors thought more … Continue reading

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The Baby Shower

Outside and unmasked,bathed in light and rinsed in breeze,we hugged each other.

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On the Road

We drove 6 hours and the big surprisewas blue and white and vast above the car.The sky and clouds were tonic for my eyes,delighting me before we traveled far.The journey soothed and made me realizehow long I’ve gone with neither … Continue reading

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Road Trip

Last year on March 13 we made the drive,enjoyed a weekend on our brother’s farm,returned to face a virus grown to thriveand lockdown to reduce pandemic harm,that launched a year and several weeks of strange:the battle mask; debates about hygiene.We … Continue reading

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Back on the Bus

The driver had to show me where to tagmy Clipper Card when I got on the bus.I hadn’t ridden since the ruinouspandemic made our every day a drag. My transit gear of old was in my bag,but habits fade – … Continue reading

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Retraining

I always liked to ride the bus and train –it gave me time in movement but alone,without the need to drive or to maintaina vehicle, the schedule foreknown.My solo transits were my private zone,where I could read and write and … Continue reading

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Unmasked

For 14 months, I had to wear a maskwhenever I encountered someone strangeon walks or if engaged in any taskoutside my own address. The recent changein health advice expands my willing rangeand happiness – I’m walking feeling free.Relief and comfort … Continue reading

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ICU

Our mom caught Covid and we’re all in shock(she had the shots and mostly she behaved).She’s in the ICU, and that’s a blockto seeing her. The diagnosis gaveus reason for the falls and the fatiguethat led her kids to worry … Continue reading

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Recording Relief

A benefit from daily poetry(less valuable than practice, but still nice)is how the pieces serve as diary(to feel and then record’s like living twice).At times when I reread, the words enticemy memory – provocative technique.Well here’s a little record of … Continue reading

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