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I almost forgot to write a poem today
Wrapped up in corona news: more deaths reported
Expect more tomorrow
I am thick-waisted with carbs, my skin perfumed with rubbing alcohol
Absorbed
With the fullness of solitude
I pick up my pen
Peace blooms at my fingertips, each line
A prayer
Lovely. What more can I say, but say it again: lovely.
Enjoyed your poem. Have you submitted it to Ontario Poetry Society for the anthology they are punishing on COVID 19.