Yesterday, while exercising (and people watching) on my terrace, I noticed that almost everyone I saw wore a face mask. The sight made my day. Just a few weeks ago, I did my calisthenics with a scowl of disbelief (and frustration) on my face, since more than 50% of the faces I saw walking the streets and parks of New York were uncovered—if you have been watching the news, then you understand what that meant for a city with so many cases of Coronavirus. So, I am thankful to see people taking care of themselves and others by association. And I’m thankful for those of us who continue to share our words and feels (poems and stories are therapeutic gifts that keep on giving, and goodness knows most of world needs a whole lot of that right now).
Keeping that in mind, welcome to another Writers’ Pantry, dear Poets and Storytellers. This is an open link event. Contribute your poetry or prose, fiction or nonfiction, old or new. If you choose prose, the piece should be 369 words or fewer. Please, one entry per participant. Let’s share words that keep us going (or that remind us why we should).
But before we start feeding Mr. Linky, some Announcements and Reminders:
- for her Wild Fridays #16: Roving the Web, our Rosemary offers a selection of laughter-infused-quarantine-inspired memes. As she suggests, our immune systems could probably use the boost. So, if you’ve yet to delight in the feature, follow the link and get your medicine.
- this upcoming Wednesday, Sanaa tells us, “For certain, it’s enjambment”, and invites us to “write using the literary device Enjambment. Feel free to address the current world situation, or perhaps delve into a memory of your own. Challenge the reader, surprise us with humor and wit, go solemn and dark or perhaps tender and romantic.” The choice is all ours!
Stay safe, everyone.