Sunday, November 28, 2021

The Taste of Covid - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

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https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/

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The Taste of Covid

 

“Never give in…”

 

-Mr. Churchill, 29 October 1941

 

Coffee is metallic, as is my morning toast

Most everything else is vague, fuzzy, and flat

As if the world needed a pinch of salt

And that’s okay; it’s good to be alive

 

They say that there’s another variant or wave

Named Mu or Omicron or maybe Bob

Slithering ashore through Grendelian mists

We take our jabs in defiance because

 

We all have casualty lists of friends we miss

That’s not okay, and so we will never give in

 

(Still, I don’t know why the coffee should be metallic)

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