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Friday 2 April 2021

TOM LEONARD---HEALTH CONDITION 2nd April 2021

                                         Following the diagnosis of a heart condition at the Western 

                                         General, last Wednesday I am currently very physically 

                                          incapacitated though still mentally alert . I would like to 

                                          thank those of my friends, who I  have not thanked already 

                                          for their recent 73rd. Birthday greetings.

                                                I am still hoping to attend Broughton St. Mary's Church 

                                          this Easter Sunday, where I have been invited to read my 

                                          poem 'On the Second Easter of   Covid' (see below)during 

                                          the service. This may well be my last public appearance, 

                                           and follows my recent successful reading of  'Touched 

                                          by an Angel' by Mary Angelou.

                                                        I am still hoping to publish my 30000 word novel, 

                                            which is addresses the  realities of Eugenics. It is now 

                                            titled 'Looking back through the Fireball'                   









                                                 





                                            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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