Monday, April 06, 2020

Poem During The Plague: Poem 2



 Jefferson Carter has lived in Tucson since 1953.    His poems have appeared in such journals as Carolina Quarterly, Barrow Street, Cream City Review, Rattle, and New Poets of the American West.  I’m a passionate supporter of Sky Island Alliance, a regionally-based environmental organization. 



NEW CORONA


Up by seven every morning.
Yoga twice a week.  Free weights
for bone loss.  No reading in bed.

How I miss my routines.  Now I’m still 

in bed at 11 a.m., wearing my plague mask,
reading a previously-owned novel, the cat 
beside me, kneading the comforter, then purring
like crazy, his cheek vibrating against mine.

What’s up with that damn cat?





 

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