'The Red Cape' (1869-71) by Claude Monetinstagram/monet.mood

Hope of a vaccine

Brings conflicting emotions

The gnawing pains of grief

White noise

Anger at the diligence of science

and at Time, whose last strike waits not for cure

As little people lay silently at home

in boxes

of brick and glass

and of cold willow


Mountain View

‘I Love You, Wittgenstein’

The tardiness of prevention

is a cruelty for some

Who sit by sealed doors

to welcome no-one

But, to think

an end is in sight

For others, so they may once again be brought

to hold and forgive each other 

when sunlight falls

in warm and lively embrace