Ninety-Ninth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
her eyes fixed
on the rain-stained notice
of closure ...
will the ballerina dance
in her heart again?
NeverEnding Story, August 18 2020
Added: One-Hundredth Entry:
a late night call
from his grandmother
this stormy night
splits into before
and after the outbreak
A Room of My Own: "Deadline Eve" Gembun
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Rain pitter-pattering on the roof all night.
deadline eve
the cursor blinks blinking
after *I write*
FYI: This could be read as a prequel to the following...
