MARCH 2020 : ISOLATION
There is space, there is blankness, there is a complete lack of focus.
There is separation, there is loneliness, aloneness, and total isolation.
Diaries and calendars are devoid of appointments, arrangements.
My house has never been so clean; my garden’s never been so green.
I walk each day for exercise, fresh air, and to keep me sane.
And writing, writing, writing; I need to do it.
No more empty lines.
I am hovering, like an eagle in the sky, looking,
Watching out for symptoms.
Waiting, hoping I may escape it, keeping safe
In my space.
Meanwhile, deserted cities, deserted towns.
All fallen silent, without sounds.
No socialising except by ‘phone; only myself for company.
Making us all feel totally alone.
And yet, when doors are closed, one learns to climb through windows.
Human nature, I suppose.
So there are still those who flout the rules.
But most of us are all still dazed by the closed doors.
Family and loved ones missed; no little faces kissed,
And promises of video calls. Hopeful.
Freedom’s just another word for ‘nothing left to lose’
But freedom’s not appreciated until it’s lost.
Freedom, one day.
April 2020 Val J Chapman