night news on mute...
I look out at the stars
breathe in
the silence of a world
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hometown memories...
a spider mending a hole
in the attic wall
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written on Canada Day for new Canadians
breezy sunlight
floods the ceremony room
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Ninety-Seventh Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary
possessed
by viral demons for weeks
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A Tanka prose
In dim light, I half listen to myself singing "Are you Lonesome Tonight? " on YouTube, hour after hour...
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