COVID CHRONICLES Submission 2020

Published in the Driftwood Newspaper in the
 SALT SPRING ISLAND COVID CHRONICLES



*I spoke to strangers yesterday while out shopping.  I missed that so much.

Mask or no mask, it was so much fun to chat with strangers, to have little pleasant interactions, see them smile, hear them laugh. I felt lighter and freer than I have during the last two months!

Oh, it’s still at the edge of my mind, this crisis, this pandemic, this fear - like a frame around it all - always reminding me “be cautious”, “do not touch”, “keep your distance.”

When I see two people standing shoulder to shoulder, I immediately try to assess if they are a couple or family to each other. I can feel a shot of anxiety rising until that determination is made. It’s becoming a reflex. I almost jerk when I see people too close - and even passing on the sidewalk causes a moment of “oh, no”, are we too close?”, even though I know that passing b someone is too short a time to transmit anything to each other.

This weird invisible possibly deadly thing. If only we could attach something to it to make it visible. Like glitter. If you see the glitter, you avoid it. Or clean it, and then you could watch it disappear. Yeah - we need this virus to glitter and we can all then relax. A brand new definition of Glitterati!


HAIKUS:

Coronavirus

Covid-19 lies in wait,

Coiled up like a snake.


The world holds its breath.

Lungs hurting - full to bursting

Let’s all laugh again.


(In response to Trump)

Captain, my Captain

My loyalty is to me.

Find another dupe.

 

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