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Plague Poems – The Fifty-Ninth Week

Though the plague continues
life has returned
to normal
(in very many places)
for normal
is the description we use
to describe our world
when the crises that surround us
have ceased to be extraordinary
and have instead become
the new status quo.

*

Sharing is inevitable
though the choice of
what exactly
will be shared
is less certain
nations can share the vaccine
or they can share the plague
but they will have to pick one.

*

That it has gotten better
for you
does not truly mean
that it has gotten better.

*

Be honest
when you were a child
imagining your future
you did not expect
that you would grow up
to experience a plague.

*

Editorial Note: This is a collection of Plague Poems written between April 24, 2021 and April 30, 2021.

They were initially posted online on Twitter at @plaguepoems and Instagram at @plague_poems.

Throughout the duration of this crisis new poems will be posted regularly at that Twitter account, they will then be collected and reposted here in weekly increments.

*

Those who insist
on still wearing masks
commit the unforgivable sin
of reminding those who see
their covered faces
that the plague
has not ended.

*

There are some
who are eager to forget
that this ever happened
and there are others
who have already forgotten.

*

If reading the news
has made you feel hopeful
by all means keep reading
lest your delusions last.

*

It is not that I distrust
the vaccine or
the experts at the CDC
but that I have learned
not to trust
my maskless neighbors

*

Should you find yourself
crossing paths
with some hunched figure
who still wears a mask
as they anxiously trudge by
the only thing you need
to say to them
is nothing.

*

I do not know
what we will learn
from the plague times
though I find hope
in the faces of those
who continued to learn
during the plague times.

*

Though I am eager
to be done with the elastic tug
and the scratchy cloth
of this face mask
I confess that I have quite enjoyed
walking down the streets
without feeling the need
to wear a false smile.

*

Let us agree
that when the day finally arrives
on which we can again
sit shoulder to shoulder
in our regular seats
at the left end of the bar
(near the juke box)
we shall not ask one another
how we managed to endure
it will be enough just to
sit shoulder to shoulder
in silence.

*

I have opened my windows
so that the spring breeze
can dance through the screen
coolly caressing
my unmasked nose and cheeks
it is not enough
but for now
it suffices.

*

When the plague finally departs
we shall find
that all of our old problems
have been waiting patiently
for us to remember them.

*

Though I tire
I remain thankful
for the obligations that
force me
to stare at faces on a screen
were they not there
I would be left with only
that sullen doppelganger
whose face I see in the mirror
for company.

*

Take a blank index card
(any scrap of paper will do)
write on one side
“no plague lasts forever”
and on the other
“the plague is not over yet”
each day read the side
that provides you
with the reminder you need.

*

Make space
in a dresser drawer
for the masks
that you have decided
you no longer need
a day may arrive
when you will need them
once again.

*

It is difficult
to maintain perspective
while falling
into the abyss.

*

You who breathe in
the scents of spring
must not forget
those who breathe in
the stinging smoke
form the funeral pyres.

*

Months ago
I took my hope
and placed it
between the stapler
and box of envelopes
in the top drawer
of my desk
knowing it would be safe there
until the day arrived
when I could carry it once more>

Periodically I open the drawer
to remind myself
that I have not truly
lost my hope.

*

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Plague Poems…the next week

Plague Poems…the previous week

Plague Poems…the first week

Plague Poems…the full list

About Z.M.L

“I do not believe that things will turn out well, but the idea that they might is of decisive importance.” – Max Horkheimer librarianshipwreck.wordpress.com @libshipwreck

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