In interesting times,
I write at my son’s old desk
cut into his closet
stuffed with childhood remnants
curse, avalanche looms
Tanka for working from home
23 Monday Mar 2020
Posted in Political struggle, Public, Tanka, Work life
Poems from in between
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Oh no! Beware the avalanche. Hope someone is there who can pull you out, lol.
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Our trusty dog, Bertie, is sleeping right next to the desk. Perhaps he will at least bark and alert my husband – but no guarantee. Not much excites him. 🙂
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Lol. Not sure if you are talking about your dog or your husband, but sounds like my hubby.
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So happy to see you here again. That first line…such a perfectly understated foil to the looming avalanche.
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