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Mask, Sanitiser, Gloves

By: Gerard CURRAN

The Poem



social distance

Namaste, elbow bumps


shelves, eyes, pubs, parks



retired poems back on the frontline

books staying open late

‘You used to cover a fart with a cough

but now…….

News from abroad

sad world leaders

we can cope, we can cope

but people should, people must

people don’t

listen to the robins who sound just the same

and the new-born sun hugs all that she sees

young and naive

tells us to believe

that the thing we can’t see

will leave us one day.

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