My dear friend Jessica Brown sent a group of friends this new poem she’s written during the Covid-19 outbreak. With her permission I’m sharing it here for you to read as well. As far as I know, it’s yet untitled.

Could this be world war?
I see parallels:
Life severed
from what was before,
Death’s maw hounding us
more than normal.

But then. One difference airs—
We are not at war with each other.
Over small tracts of land
bullets do not shred flesh,
field hospitals built now
are not readying for wounds of war.
Heart’s wrung not by terror of weapon,
but by what we allow ourselves to feel
when cherishing the life of another—

The life of another,
This is the time for that.

–Jessica Brown. Used with permission.
Visit Jessica’s website at: https://www.jessicabrownwriter.com/

Thank you for reading this post. I’m praying for all those who visit these pages.

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[Photo: Fabric bought who knows how long ago, now cut into rectangles and awaiting transformation into face masks.]