Seventy-Seventh Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
quarantined
for two more weeks
in the attic
we're all alone together:
me, my shadow and my echo
PoemHunter. June 10 2020
A Room of My Own: Stock Ticker Tanka
-
*Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words*, CCXCVI: "stock ticker "
a bruised girl’s hand
clutches a slice of bread
in pixels—
a stock ticker flashes past
...
