Forty-Sixth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
kill the virus
not our business ...
the city hall
encircled
by chairs and tables
flatten the curve --
in breezy sunshine
row upon row
of half-naked bodies
on a sandy beach
end the lockdown ...
alone with my dog
for weeks
now I open the window
to taste the noise
NeverEnding Story, May 4 2020
Special Feature: In Memory of Sinéad O'Connor
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My Dear Friends:
Today marks the one year anniversary of the passing of Sinead O' Connor. I
would like to share with you my tanka set, "It's been seven hou...