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Thursday, 18 February 2021

ON THE SECOND EASTER OF COVID A Poem by Tom Leonard

 

                                         



                                                                                      

                                                 





                                            ON THE SECOND EASTER OF COVID



                                                            by Tom Leonard



Miriam’s vines died on Good Friday


As the toffs celebrated at the Easter Ball


In maskless disarray,


And the Covid patients lined the hospital floors


As far away as Monterey.



Miriam died alone on Good Friday,


Her crucifix clasped to her breast,


East of Eden in Salinas,


The toil had taken her zest.



Miriam rose again that Sunday


On a golden planet in Orion,


Surrounded again by her children,


And the Covid humans who’d travelled to the stars.



They built a new civilisation


on that planet, and nothing was ever quite the same,

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