March 2020 – Unknown End Date
Memories of touch
Hang in my room from corners
Like hidden cobwebs
I invited myself to write a poem a day during the Corona Virus Pandemic,
published on my Facebook page.
I’m lucky. I have a government pension and don’t rely on casual work so I’m able to practice severe social distancing. My kids and I are home together for the foreseeable future. The only reason I have to leave the house is for more food.
My heart goes out to all of you still going to work because you have no choice, or who’ve lost your jobs because you have no choice. If I can help in any way, let me know. Keep in touch, reach out via a comment or PM or email or call me. I’m here and happy to chat to you.
What will I do? Write, of course. But also cook, make cubby houses, read stories, teach maths, eat at pretend cafes, paint faces, bounce on the trampoline, water plants, go for walks, make films, take photos, turn compost, sing and dance…