It has rained for five days running the world is a round puddle of sunless water where small islands are only beginning to cope a young boy in my garden is bailing out water from his flower patch when I ask him why he tells me young seeds that have not seen sun forget and drown easily.
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Jaime V.
MPL Librarian
Why I chose this poem:
I perceive the speaker in the poem as grieving and experiencing loss, which I think is a universal feeling we can all relate to at some point and especially during these unprecedented COVID-19 times. Then this is juxtaposed with the efforts of the young boy to maintain and encourage life which gives me a feeling of hope for the future.
Unrelated to the poem itself, a complimentary musical piece is also bringing me similar hope to what I feel from this poem. Enjoy, if you wish, "Truly Brave" performed in social isolation by the San Francisco Gay Men's Chorus. (via YouTube)
Poem source:
The Black Unicorn: Poems
