WHEN an attic becomes garret                                           SARS-CoV-2 / COVID-19

and we move away

the furthest we can


from street life

coughs and kisses

handshakes, smiles of love, in love


and fear makes us shrink

to orbs of mercury



and someone tells me

she got mugged

for a pint of milk


And we reach for our guns


And some of us sing at the bullets.



Jacques Groen‘s works have appeared in Twelve Rivers, Cathalbui-2019 anthology, Lighten-Up-Online; was runner-up at 2019 St Petroc’s competition; can be read on the Firebird Writers website; has been chosen for Poetry Cafe, poem-of-the-month Jan/Feb.’20; volunteers at a Suffolk prison creative writers group.