1) How can I learn
to do worry?
without falling
into the repeat repeat
repeat certainty that things
are only getting worse, the worst
will certainly happen
as this disease is right now rushing
to sweep us sweep
us all wailing
away?
3/17/2020
2) Don’t worry. Do worry. Keep
the Sabbath, the rebbes instruct,
or your flesh bones blood body will die.
If you forget Shabbos, Torah teaches, if you
don’t keep Shabbos, if you let it
go…..Where? Where would it go?
It’s your second soul, they tell us.
Your hidden soul. If you forget Shabbos,
your second soul, it’s opalescent
spark will dull and darken. Your
blind-spot soul will die. Dead
or alive……you’ll die.
3/16/2020
3 On Facebook—where we pledge
face to face friendships
loved ones are posting
their walks among flowers.
Today I took phone photos
of my brave bloomers—small separate
clumps, like in this plague time
we try to be.
Purple crocus, golden crocus,
pink miniature crocus
near the gnarled heaved root
beneath the old apple tree.
Beside the driveway brave ornate
iris reticulata shining royal purple
in the sun. In the shadows
near the front porch, snow drops
ringing in the spring.
3/18/2020
These poems create such a clear snapshot of those early days in the “plague.” Thank you.
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These are beautiful, Mom!
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