Monday, May 4, 2020

corona 18.

corona 18.

Alex Trebek is a fit fitter
coal mine canary
if contestants don’t know
an answer I shout it to them
through the blue water screen
in Poplar diphtheria sweeps
the town and every single
person gets tested all I do
is stand in the forest and stab
the dirt with a shovel
as ivy widdershins
up two hemlocks I have named
The Sisters if I tell you
I pray it’s a lie god
does not live in my ear
god bless or goddamn let’s finish it
the american president wants us
to illuminate our guts
with poison The Sisters
are guards and looming gates
history drowns itself
let me lick your Kevlar vest
let me drink your mask
there is still so much to do here
in the sorrow church I look up
just in time to see Ed Harris tumble
through an open window
bang bang how dare the world
mirror itself back to me


4 Comments:

Blogger Ms. Moon said...

I just sent you a picture which is pretty much my corona poem for the day. It just occurred to me that a picture may be worth a thousand words but not always the right ones. Your poems, however, are the right ones.

May 4, 2020 at 9:07 AM  
Blogger Radish King said...

Your picture poem is most excellent.

May 4, 2020 at 10:09 AM  
Blogger 37paddington said...

You are writing a book of poetry about this time. You have not ignored your writing, you're doing it, and magnificently.

May 6, 2020 at 8:37 AM  
Blogger Radish King said...

Dear R you make me so happy. How lucky I was to have met you when I did. ❤️

May 6, 2020 at 8:57 AM  

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