I heard this term on a podcast and it intrigued me. Now I have a term for something I have always known – that humans are meaning makers, and that making meaning and communicating it to others is the essence of being human. Something that is so much hard to do from lockdown.Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #57 / Homo Significans”
An ode to being kid free, which is a rare delight during lockdown.Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #56 / The Sound of Silence”
Any one else getting a little queasy with 2021?Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #55 / The Lockdown Roller Coaster”
I’m in regional Victoria so we’ll be out of lockdown tomorrow. Unfortunately my body doesn’t know the difference between good changes and bad ones.Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #54 / The News Is Good”
Today, I feel fragile and have been using writing and art to calm me. This poem comes from how I described the panic attack to my mother.Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #52 / Free Fall”
Ding Ding Ding! With entry into Lockdown 5, I’ve racked up 50 Pandemic Poems. It’s not a prize I’m happy about winning.
This poem has been bubbling in my brain and dancing across my notebook for a month or so. I wanted to capture the feeling of being a “gambler” when in a manipulative/abusive relationship, which has some traumatic parallels to the way we’re forced to live now during this pandemic. I’ll probably keep working on it.Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #50 / The Gambler”
I don’t know who else needs to hear this but it’s okay if you enjoyed some parts of isolation. It’s okay if 2020 has given you gifts. It’s okay to be feeling like you’re in a better place now than you were at the start of the year. Continue reading “Pandemic Poem #41 / A Letter to Myself Now Lockdown Is Over”