migrant, writer, work in progress
What is it to be
Normal when our past, now, is
Newly abnormal?
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Wasn’t it always
So, and don’t we overstate,
Slightly, the moment
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We live in – strange times,
Strangely recasting our selves
For the new normal?
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Isn’t it normal,
When living’s new and strange, to
Hope past lives survive?
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Freddie Omm
April 2020
Still deserted streets –
Spring’s forgotten earth, lovesick
in times of quarantine
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We’re isolated
Beings – lone, socially-distanced
Bodies in disease:
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Now in spirit we
Should touch each other’s hearts, share
Droplets of airborne love
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Spread lockdown loving
Through springtimes of quarantine
Till the virus leaves.
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Freddie Omm
March 2020