Covid, Revisited I - The Early Days: Covid 19 Like Christmas
Poem (audio)
#TBT Traveling back to the beginning Covid days, 2020…
Well, ain’t this something
it’s Christmas Again,
sort of, some three months later
seven days into Spring.
Look at the long lines at big boxes.
Look at the gluttony.
See the selflessness.
See the selfishness.
And what a sight for miles…
near emptiness
on the highway.
Ain’t it beautiful!
Hear folks saying, “Sweet Jesus!”
Hear people praying, “Oh Father!”
Listen to the sociable pleasantry.
Listen to the petty bickering.
Wow, Christmastime in Spring!
Now again are even dazzling
lights dangled on the eaves
of houses, here and there.
That twinkle of holiday cheer
makes getting through this time better.
Ain’t this a particular something
It’s Christmas time again!
Granted, we are not tracking
Santa Claus and his reindeer-
rather a nasty assemblage
of invisible blobs.
Granted, there’s no gathering
to hear gleeful carol-singing
or to get hungover at a Christmas party.
Gatherings are now discouraged!
We are coming apart but together
or coming together apart
Oh ’tis the season
of social distancing!
Commentary of Poem:
As much as I don’t like to go back and revisit Covid 2020, I can’t help but to note some peculiarities of the time, including the desire to bring some Christmas cheer during early “Covid pandemic days”. Around the USA and beyond, holiday lights were dangled and festive decorations were placed out on the lawn well into April ‘20 and later. Likewise with the holiday season, early days of Covid brought out either the very nice or very not-so-nice out of folks, gluttony, many shoppers at big box stores (especially in America) and fewer people driving on the road (esp. on Christmas Day).
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It sure was strange times
Great poem