Pandemic Ponderings

Pandemic poetry
Not so beautiful as William
Or alliterative as Emily
Or worldly as Walt
Or illustrious as Ralph
Or moving as Maya

But still, I write

Times are strange
It all feels upside down
We are on screens for work and play and connection
We watch the news
We can read logarithmic graphs
We made a Doctor a celebrity for a good reason

We cheer at 7pm to celebrate the frontline,
Healthcare workers who are fighting to save our lives
Cheers aren't enough thanks
Heroes they are, but better treatment they deserve

We sit and stress
and pray and drink
We Zoom, we write
We dream, we think

When will this be over?
When will we be ok?
When will we see our friends?

What is life like after we've lost?
How will we honor those who are gone?
How will we rise again and be strong?