Poetry in a Pandemic: Mandela rangoli
it was patchwork pattern
stuffed between
accordion construction
time was tension that swung from
side to side
framing musts
psychotically
with gaping holes that breathed
wheezing memories and entrancing lust
before now
now
felt composed of pressed string theory(s)
Has laid itself like a
blanket cloud
down, close, to earth
where now my body
is as naked
where now my neck
is strung with gold
where now
the death of child
who I was who I am what I saw what I see
everything
nothing happened between
Autumn Handley lives in New London.
Poetry in a Pandemic offers local readers a chance to share their poetry written during or related to the ongoing coronavirus pandemic. To contribute, email times@theday.com.
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