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Showing posts with label pandemic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pandemic. Show all posts
Saturday, May 8, 2021

May Golden Shovel #8

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source: Job Growth Slowed in April, Muddling Expectations   She had been searching a long time for a job. The pandemic was nearing an ...
Monday, April 26, 2021

30/30: Golden Shovel poem #25

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source: Despite Losses, CEOs Prosper Amid Pandemic The money pot grows larger despite pandemic lockdown losses, So w...
Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Poems for Before I Die, 5

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Dear Coronavirus, What made you decide to leap from the bats to the pangolins? Was it the bat diet of insects? ...
Sunday, April 12, 2020

Poems for Before I Die, 4

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Your doctor says, “Do not go outside.” Alarms clang, “Incoming!” The virus aims right at the target on your che...
Sunday, April 5, 2020

Poems for Before I Die, 2

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I will die. I am a human. Death is always the end of each human’s story. Death is there, Invisible, Not announcing itself, ...
Tuesday, March 24, 2020

SOL24: Word of the Year?

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            I’ve been noticing certain terms in my journal I never used before: “respiratory droplets,” “social dist...
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Tuesday, March 17, 2020

SOL17: Pandemic No Place for a Hypochondriac

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            I am a person who is very sensitive to how my body feels, yet have no interest or aptitude for medicin...
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