I think it’s safe to say not enough is known about the corona virus. Is it airborne or contact or is it both? Also, it feels like there is a true “Typhoid Mary” element to this.
Does the strategies to contain this carry a hint of “ring a ring o roses, pocket full of posies…”?
We are flailing in the wind. There are believers and non believers. As the politicians do battle, argue, verbally assault each other – it does what it does. Kill people!
pestilence on a rampage –
A senryu for Frank Tassone Haikai Challenge where the focus is the Corona Virus Go here to participate ir just to do some reading.
My daughter is an only child. She often played alone. As a child, her toys would be out. And she would be having these conversations with her dolls. Or, so I thought. I learned that the ‘person’ she had been talking to had a name. His name was Michael, her maginary friend. While this was happening I attributed it to being a normal part of childhood development. My mother, however, was alarmed.
She is older now. She describes him as having had dirty blonde hair, always wore shorts and always carried a blanket around. A security blanket I imagine. That’s when they were both little.
Not so very long ago he visited her in a dream. This was when she was in her late twenties, she said. Two old friends who hadn’t see each other in a good while. To the point of almost not recognizing each other. But they did. He recognized her first, with ” Don’t you recognize me?”. They hugged, talked about life and about college. This was when I chimed in, “What college?”. I’m thinking this kid has got to be on the face of this earth somewhere. And it’s time to start digging through college year books!
play through a crack in time
a gift from the universe
at the behest of ancestors, or
are such episodes walking the path of fate
A haibun Gogyohka ( if there is such a thing) for V.Js Weekly Challenge where the prompt word is “Imaginary”.
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It feels weird to even think this, let alone say it out loud. But I think the same set of birds that seem to live in my garden are back. A true sign of spring. They were here yesterday. They came back today. A gnarly bunch. A diverse bunch. Sparrows, red breasted robins, cardinal ( the red one with that funky head piece), and a green parakeet. That one I didn’t see.
The birds are back again today
This time, more than just one couple
She is still about the work of the day
Still locked in her nest building bubble
No, I didn’t know all that about birds. I looked it up at The Cornell Lab – All About Birds. Very interesting site. It’s connected to Cornell University I think.
For dVerse Poets Pub where Frank Hubeny is hosting…the prompt is Couplets. My first time writing one of these. To read more about it, to see other entries or to participate go here