Prologue:
For my daily contributions to National Poetry Month, I will be writing 5-7-5 poems describing my personal responses while living alone under national lockdown here in southern New Zealand.
As I write, our southern area has the highest number of positive tests for the virus in NZ. So far, we have been spared the terrible ravages of other countries, with just one death, and hopefully this lockdown will break the transmission chain of infection.
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Let’s go for a walk --
out on a ‘bear hunt’, we’ll balk
at how death does stalk.
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A cruel wind now blows.
These teddy bears in windows,
bright delight bestows.
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When we cross the street,
it’s to avoid, not to meet --
we won’t face defeat.
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We must stay apart.
Be kind; keep a loving heart
to greet joy’s restart.
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