Love in the time of corona

The middle-age of the day is a slow slog of work; of forcing words that would usually flow naturally between people into a digital space. I make lists to remind myself to be human—breathe/stretch/read/drink water. It seems manic and eternal. By evening I’m old; exhausted by ennui. To find my way through this, I start a Facebook group with my students in response to a National Poetry Month challenge: “a poem a day for April.” Source: https://wp.avondale.edu.au/news/2020/05/08/love-in-the-time-of-corona/