Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Seventeenth Week
In the early days of the current pandemic everyone was sharing a map which reassuringly showed the countries best prepared and the countries least prepared for a pandemic but that … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Sixteenth Week
If only I knew how to convince people that they should care about sick cattle and dead birds but I don’t even know how to convince people that they should … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Fifteenth Week
Be kind to yourself so what if during this pandemic you didn’t finish your novel learn to play guitar or master sourdough the only thing that matters is that you … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Fourteenth Week
At first they will tell you that everything is going to be okay and when this no longer convinces you they will assure you that at least it won’t get … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Thirteenth Week
When you hear them say (and you will hear them say) that avian influenza only poses a risk to farm workers do not reply by telling them “for now” no, … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Twelfth Week
This pandemic is a once in a lifetime event yes, this pandemic is just a once in a lifetime event at least this is what I tell myself as I … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Eleventh Week
At the pandemic’s start I did not worry, for I believed that compared to the other crises we face handling the pandemic would be easy, in the pandemic’s fifth year … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Tenth Week
If you must grumble that the pandemic has now lasted longer than it took you to earn your high school diploma or earn your bachelor’s degree just tell yourself that … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Ninth Week
They are not angry with you my exhausted friend for trying to protect yourself (or for trying to protect them) from the virus no, my exhausted friend, they are angry … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Eighth Week
When you hear them say (and you will hear them say) that the burden of the old guidelines was too much was just too much to bear know that when … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Seventh Week
We are ready so very ready to change the world and do whatever is needed to take this rotten world and built it anew. Yes, we are ready so very … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Sixth Week
All of us were told that we must be willing to make sacrifices unfortunately as it turns out some of us are the sacrifice others are willing to make. * … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Fifth Week
In the dark times will there also be big games lavish performances funny commercials and celebrity appearances? Yes, in the dark times there will also be big games lavish performances … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Fourth Week
The reports have confirmed that last week was the fifth in a row in which the plague claimed more than 2,000 lives and though 10,000 deaths is only one tenth … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Third Week
Abandoned to death and pestilence to famine and war we keep saying that the cavalry isn’t coming but we are wrong we are woefully wrong for what are the four … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-Second Week
Everyone keeps saying we are in a different place yes, now we are in a different place that thanks to vaccines and boosters and some immunity we are in a … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundred-and-First Week
Amidst pestilence and death and famine and war how strangely comforting it is to not actually believe in the four horsemen. * After I told her that I always feel … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Two-Hundredth Week
By the fifth year of the pandemic it has become quite clear that we cannot “they have to make their own decisions” our way out of the pandemic and yet … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Hundred-and-Ninety-Ninth Week
The year is new the plague is old. * A headache and fatigue nausea and fogginess these are normal symptoms of a hangover after a celebratory night and I hope, … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Hundred-and-Ninety-Eighth Week
In these cold and dark times it is present enough to be safe and warm for these cold and dark times continually teach us that to be safe and warm … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Hundred-and-Ninety-Seventh Week
When you hear them say they had it and they were fine keep listening and they will talk of how things smell and taste odd, they’re always tired, they can’t … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Hundred-and-Ninety-Sixth Week
I keep hearing people say that it used to be different that it wasn’t always like this that before the pandemic everyone wasn’t so sick all of the time and … Continue reading
Plague Poems – The Hundred-and-Ninety-Fifth Week
A mantra for the beginning of yet another year of the pandemic: I have already survived several years of the pandemic so surely I can survive at least one more. … Continue reading
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