Without Swimming
Without Swimming
A COVID19 lament by Sara L. Russell
25/9/20 at 14:01
Half a summer gone by; seamless tropical heat,
birds singing, bees pollinating, flowers blooming
and no swimming.
All of the pools closed
for almost four months.
What is a summer without swimming?
"A summer without swimming," she said, is like
a wedding banquet without wine
a main course with no dessert
an empty treasure chest
a lamentable waste of half a year."
In fact, the summer without swimming was like
a grandma never visited by grandchildren
a wedding with no guests
a funeral with no mourners
a church with no congregation
a sick patient dying alone
a nurse dying for her professional calling
a person with S.A.D. depression self-destructing
for lack of swimming
with red eyes brimming
for closure of pools
for closure of beaches
for closure of everything.
Life’s a beach and then you die.
Copyright © Sara Louise Russell | Year Posted 2020
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