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
isolate
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.