a poet’s notebook

Day One of the Pandemic

 

 

yes i do kiss you 

right now in plain sight 

right here on this park bench 

 

in front of the ducks 

in front of the trees 

still bare from winter 

 

in front of the broken 

clouds in front 

of the person 

 

biking past 

face covered 

with a bandana 

 

bandit-style 

in front of the person 

with the Ronald-

 

McDonald hair 

turning away 

from two old people 

 

kissing, standing, 

walking this little dog 

crowding our feet, one 

 

of your hands filled 

with litter collected from 

the river bank the other filled 

 

with mine yes do hold 

my hand, hold my hand, 

hold tighter

~sharon brogan 

march 02020

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