Featured Poem: Pandemic 2020 (with apologies to T. S. Eliot)   

 

By Barbara Sillery 
Cape Cod Branch, Massachusetts

 

Masks
eyes
  peer
    warily.

Space
scan
  circumference
    six feet.

 

Caution
fever,
  cough,
    labored breath.

 

Outcome
ventilator,
  isolation,
    fear.

 

Reports 
hundreds,
  thousands,
    millions—dead.

 

Survivors
Hollow Men
  Hollow Women
   circle round the prickly pear.

 

Days Ahead
Let neither bang
  or whimper be
    the end game.

 

 

Comments

  1. Well done Barbara … It is sweet to read your poem ‘here’ … ALL the BEST

  2. Well Written Barbara … It’s lovely to read your poem ‘here’. 🙂 ALL the BEST …

  3. Christina Laurie says

    Thanks, Barbara, another Cape Cod Branch member. Observances are so true and poignant.

  4. Barb Whitmarsh NLAPW says

    VERY WELL SUMMED UP/
    I WORE A MASK FOR 30 YRS IN OR
    TO WEAR THEM AGAIN IS A BIG PAIN.
    FLASHBACK TIME!!!
    THANKS FOR SHARING.

  5. So well written about these times. Thank you.