Three Hundred and Thirtieth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
snowflake on snowflake
on snowbanks between neighbours
how fleeting
and how endless
a lockdown day can feel
Added: Three Hundred and Thirty-First Entry
ten years later
we meet by chance on a bus
this omicron winter
there are no more masks left
for us to hide behind
Added: Three Hundred and Thirty-Second Entry
spring blizzard
in the world of one color
sound of covid cough
FYI: A covid cough sounds like someone's hacking up a lung. It carries a consistent, rough tone because it doesn't contain mucus. For more, listen to Carleton University's Ingenious Talks: Detecting COVID-19 Through Cough Sounds
