I started my pandemic poems—written with a Sharpie on scraps of building wrap and posted on the fence out front—to keep myself sane and connect with the new neighbours I’ve never met while we were in lockdown. Forty-nine days, forty-nine poems.
I wanted all the poems to be positive—a more difficult challenge than I’d hoped. Some days I wrote half a dozen poems, only to reject every one because they were grim and dark reflections of my mood. I would write until I found the light of good thoughts … sometimes I thought the positive poems would never come.
But they did. And by forcing myself to focus on the positive, I began to feel it.
And the neighbours must have felt it too. They stopped and read them silently to themselves. They read them aloud to their children. They laughed. They came by every day specifically to read the next instalment.
And I listened to them from the shed and smiled.
On Saturday I took them all down—symbolically freeing us from lockdown.
On Sunday I found this lovely note pinned to the gate. I’m still smiling.
They say you reap what you sow. Well, I’ve harvested two months of smiles from those silly poems. Almost makes me want to go back into lockdown and do it all again …
Or maybe not …
I’ve been so busy painting the new house, I haven’t gotten the weekend’s poems posted here, so here are three days’ worth.
Today, we’ll learn whether we’re moving to Level 2, in which most everyone will go back to work and school. It will be a big, and somewhat nerve-wracking move if we do. But it’s been amazing what Kiwis have done the past six weeks–the amount of teamwork, dedication and aroha they’ve shown has been inspiring. Ka pai!
Another beautiful day in store for us! Let’s hope this unseasonably warm weather lasts at least until we’re all back at work and school!
Today we’ll learn what level 2 will look like. Crossing our fingers we get there next week. Keep your distance, everyone! Now’s not the time to slack off!
The bricklayers are outside singing as they work on the house. (Well, one of them is singing, and the others haven’t killed him yet. LOL!) With no new cases of Covid-19 yesterday, we are guardedly optimistic we’ll get through this yet. Kia kaha!
This is Pandemic poem number forty! Forty days and forty nights … I wonder if Noah wrote poetry to pass the time on the ark?
Our bubble enjoyed a nice hike yesterday on our first day of Level 3. It was good to climb a mountain again!
New Zealand has moved from level 4 lockdown to level 3 today. Level 3 is about like what the rest of the world is calling lockdown, and for most of us our daily life won’t change much with the relaxing of restrictions. But it’s a move in the right direction, and it’s heartening to see that all our efforts to control the virus in the past month have been effective. Keep up the good work everyone! Kia kaha!
A noisy Nor’wester blew in last night. Bits of the neighbour’s trees pelted the roof like rain.
We’re all starting to go a bit crazy here. Looking forward to the move to Level 3, but recognising that it won’t make much difference to our daily life. I hope that, wherever you are you are staying safe and keeping busy!