Pandemic Pantoum
In this pestilential year time forgot
behind maskless faces false facts hold sway,
it’s hard to write nice, when our world is not
what should a poet in quarantine say?
Behind maskless faces false facts hold sway,
while plague is loose and climate still warming
what can a poet in quarantine say
no one cares about daffodils charming.
While plague is loose and climate still warming
yet best science alerts go unheeded
no one cares about daffodils charming
at this time transformation is needed.
When best science warnings are not heeded
it’s hard to write nice, when our world is not
for this time transformation is needed
in this pestilential year time forgot.
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2020
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