Category: Poetry
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Reflections After Nine Months of Covid-19
Waking up and orienting myself to day, month, year As I have done every day since the start of this withdrawal From life as we knew it. Wednesday, December 9, 2020; cool and cloudy Wednesday, March 11 was also cool and cloudy. Entering spring; now entering winter. Nine months since that last in-person writing class…
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All I Want For Christmas Is No Cell Tower at Shady Side Elementary
BY SHADY SIDE RESIDENT ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the school, Not a creature was stirring, not even a Seagull; The cell tower was erected by Milestone without care, In hopes that 4G and 5G soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their squares, While visions of logging off…
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Circle of Light
Gently moving into the warm pool on a cold January afternoon Tense muscles relaxing in the buoyant water. Weightlessness, bringing healing relief. Sun streaming in through the skylight Movement of other swimmers making gentle ripples that sparkle in the sun. In the circle of light. Wanting to reach that light, slowly swimming to capture the…