Days blur into each other.
The view from the window seems
to stay the same:
green leaves pattern blue sky,
occasionally a cloud drifts
or a helicopter murmurs by,
a tractor trundles down a lane,
sometime later it returns again.
A knock at the door relieves
the mundane Monday repetition,
a gloved delivery with distance maintained.
Back to the window and the welcome interruption
of the magpie, sporting yin and yang wings.
I’m thankful for the unblurring of everyday things.
Kim M. Russell, 15th April 2020
Magaly greets us at the Week Scribblings, where she reminds us that, around the world, different individuals and some groups have been collecting COVID-19 quarantine inspired stories, telling their tales through photographs, song and ink. For today’s prompt, she invites us to write new prose or poetry which describes an instant, or a day, or a week, or a month during the current pandemic, fiction or nonfiction.