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What I wrote and said in this box in 2012, long before my bout with cancer or this year's Pandemic:

Many things happened to me in the past ten years, particularly
regarding my health, though nothing too horrible. Coincidentally,
these things started up about the time of 9/11 and the war with
Iraq. And so it has all added up(for me at least) to "A Great Unease"
which I believe has also permeated a lot of our world as global economies
teeter and people are hanging by a thread with their financial situations.
I don't mean this to be a completely downer poem, but just a representation
of a feeling that has been new and strange to me in this phase of my life

May 2020: And thus, the great unease continues . . .

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A Great Unease

A great unease has come, quite slow to flee.
To some it brings woe twofold. Constantly,
I feel its breath upon me though I pray
to see it gone. Instead, it’s wont to stay -
infecting me with insecurity.

And if it were a thing that we could see,
an albatross I’d guess that it would be -
with feathers changed from white to dingy grey. . . 
a great unease.

This fretful thing that smells of misery
has spread its wings and grows relentlessly.
I sensed it in my land the fateful day
twin towers fell and blue sky turned to grey.
Events since spiraled,  leaving not just me. . . 
a great unease.

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Harry Horsman

April 14, 2020 at 12:58 AM

Yes very rare, a downer (your word not mine) poem from you. And why not, if poetry is about truth, so be it, I love it anyway, maybe it happens to us all, some cannot cope, others write poetry....

Andrea Dietrich

April 14, 2020 at 4:02 PM

thanks for reminding me of this one. It's like i foretold today's events or something. I fear our world is never going to be the same again. Things may get better but other things will come. Oh my....

Gerald Kithinji

August 16, 2013 at 4:58 PM

A great unease, indeed... an albatross- manifold.

Harry Horsman

August 8, 2012 at 6:00 AM

Oh dear, i'm gob smacked, you wrote this while i was away, you are indeed a caring person, a vessel for your poetry indeed. to my fav.

Justin Bordner

July 22, 2012 at 12:03 AM

I would opine that a great poet should be a Historian & a Visionary - Andrea, you qualify - Truth & Beauty, this is your linguistic pallet - J.A.B.

Phyllis Babcock

July 7, 2012 at 9:01 PM

Well dearie I think we are just getting that much older and more aches and pains. You relate a time reference to the aches and pains. I hear you on this one--loud and clear. ha ha. Cheer up --s m i l e --better now. love phyl

Carol Sunshine Brown

July 3, 2012 at 1:30 PM

Congratulations on your placement in the "Unease" contest Andrea. Love, Carol

Tanya Harrington

July 3, 2012 at 1:21 PM

Congrats Andrea. An excellent write! "this fretful thing that smells of misery"--love this line, really brings the senses to it! :) Tanya

Olusegun Arowolo

June 30, 2012 at 5:22 PM

Wonderful piece,Andrea.Nice presentation ,good job.I Love the way you combined the 9/11 attack with your state of mind and people's pulse.Congratulations on your win.

David Williams

June 30, 2012 at 5:47 AM

Andrea, congrats on your win, do you all have to buy health ins. now, thanks to Obama?...David

Vicky Tsiluma

June 30, 2012 at 1:25 AM

Just so you know, I love your writing.

Poet Destroyer A

June 29, 2012 at 9:39 PM

ANDREA, congratulations with your wonderful win in Paula's unease contest..goodnight *PD

Joyce Johnson

June 29, 2012 at 6:14 PM

Yes, if one were to follow all the news avidly it would truly give us unease as this poem so beautifully portrays. Well done Andrea. Congratulaitons. Love, Joyce

Joann Grisetti

June 29, 2012 at 3:17 PM

Congratulations on your win.

Carrie Richards

June 29, 2012 at 2:22 PM

I believe for many of us...there was a turning point that fateful day. Never again, can we ever feel completely at peace. Well said, Andrea!

Robert Johnson

June 24, 2012 at 2:38 PM

I just wrote a nice long rhyme to this and the library tors crashed. The bottom line is this. I hope the sun comes out and fades the clouds so we may all know joy. :):):)

Jack Horne

June 24, 2012 at 11:18 AM

clever write indeed, my friend - love the form too

Joe Maverick

June 23, 2012 at 2:34 PM

Great one here Andrea, its good to have long hard look at the way the world is going; maybe.. just maybe.." we can learn!! WHAT HAVE WE GOT TO LOSE??? that which we haven't already lost) and its already a damn lot!!

Keith Bickerstaffe

June 23, 2012 at 1:47 PM

...soup mail!

Erich Goller

June 23, 2012 at 9:52 AM

A great Unease indeed ,I hope mankind wakes up and learns to live in peace, A heartfelt expressed poem,Thanks for sharing it.God bless you. Hugs!Erich

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

June 23, 2012 at 9:11 AM

such a magnificent write Andrea.. nice to share all your health issues so we can uplift and pray for one another in times of need.. great use of the word unease and fantastic form and rhyme.. best wishes.. nothing yet on Constance.. am going to call this afternoon.. oh..

Gwendolen Song

June 22, 2012 at 11:02 PM

Soup mail...This is like a poem straight from your diary and I love the raw emotions thru out.. nice stuff here, Dietrich! gwendoeln

Keith Bickerstaffe

June 22, 2012 at 8:58 PM

I know exactly what you mean... nothing will ever be the same again after that fateful day. A wonderful RONDEAU with enormous significance. Best wishes, Keith :)