Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 13 April 2020

After a couple weeks of summer-like weather, the wind is turning south today. I’m not looking forward to the cold in our unheated uninsulated shed, but even a change in the weather is exciting as the days seem to flow one into the other without any of our usual time markers.


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