It's been another long nervous week with news of virus infections rising, local lockdowns implemented, and news coming in from Europe of other nations re-imposing lockdown measures (France, Germany). All week I've been holding my breath and tensing for the confirmation. And it came on Saturday night - Halloween, aptly enough. Another four weeks of… Continue reading Well as least we know for sure now (44.20)
Tag: Poetry
Last night
Last night I couldn’t sleep. I don’t know why. I tried sleeping on my side, on my front, on my back. My arm hurt when I lay on my side. My face felt swollen when I lay on my front. And when I was on my back, I would be kept awake by the lights… Continue reading Last night
Settle into autumn (39.20)
This week I learned to pay attention to what time I choose to walk through the park. If I walk through at 8am, we are entering peak school drop off time and the streets around the park are very busy and the narrow paths in the park are crowded with parents and children. I'm not… Continue reading Settle into autumn (39.20)
The heatwave breaks
After so many days of breathless heat, rainfall sounds like music. The first drops like strings introducing the melody, then the full orchestra joins as the rain becomes a downpour, with thunder like timpani rolling wildly overhead. And when the performance ends the dripping and trickling sounds like applause and the footsteps of an audience… Continue reading The heatwave breaks
Tales from Tobhamhor 