A collaborative poem by Rosie, Elizabeth, Lukas, Tessa, Alia, Isla, Polly, Gail
Almost feels like the world’s stopped
spinning, we manoeuvre
for the family on bicycles to pass
you know how hard hit
when you see a dairy owner on the street
pulling a corn husk out of the rubbish bin.
I’ve returned alone
and afraid, but find comfort
in the constant loop of routine
we spent weeks apart
holding hands across the Internet,
I’m glad I’m no longer alone
this was all a rift
in space time.
Last Saturday, our Write On Saturday classes met for their final ZOOM session of the Lockdown. Each member of Gail's class ( Year 10 and 11) contributed a one line response to the experience. These lines were combined and arranged into this wonderful poem.
© Write On, 2020