Category: My Coronavirus Diaries

“What you say means far less than what you do. Your actions are the real you.” (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #15)

May 9, 2020

May 5-8, 2020 A worrying contemplation for me…. I. What I do is say. What I observe,What I learn,What I know. Mostly in writing. On paper,On tablet. In emails,journals (personal),blogs, letters—occasionally publishedin the localnewspaper(3—or is it 4,To be exact?) What I do is write. “Words” is what I do. Do I make goodon my Words? … More “What you say means far less than what you do. Your actions are the real you.” (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #15)

Springing Forward, Though Covid-19’s Shadow Is Ever Present (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #14)

May 3, 2020

May 3, 20204:42pm I. Now that the cold and darknessof Winter is finally past,I‘m opening blinds and windows, Letting light and fresh air into block the fearand uncertaintythat Covid-19 has cast. No more daily briefings—though the deaths continueto mount— Today my heart is singing, beatingfor the living whoalso count: the ones who foughtand survived like … More Springing Forward, Though Covid-19’s Shadow Is Ever Present (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #14)

Easter 2020 (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #10)

April 12, 2020

April 12, 2020 Dear Covid-19, Sorry I missed your call yesterday. First, my friend who hosted the Zoom Passover Seder brought me some matzoh ball soup. She set it down on my porch by the front door. Through the glass of the storm door, we pantomimed self-hugs and patted our own hearts to simulate the … More Easter 2020 (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #10)

Yo! Covid-19: You Don’t Scare Me (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #8)

April 3, 2020

April 2, 202011:45 AM Okay, Covid-19. Let me school you. You see, I am 66 years old. I have fewer years ahead of me than I have behind me. I may have anywhere from 12 years (age 78, when my Dad died), to 20 years (age 86, when my Mom died), or 24 years (age … More Yo! Covid-19: You Don’t Scare Me (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #8)

Are You Barely Functioning? (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #5)

March 27, 2020

March 27, 2020 2:18 AM   A friend posted a Self Magazine article with the above question as the headline, and asked, “Where’s my tribe?” Here is my reply: 👋🏼 Here I am❗ I spent 2 weeks with a cold. Then another week coming out of a lingering brain fog! Then, last week, The Aborted … More Are You Barely Functioning? (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #5)

Staying Alive, Inside (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #2)

March 21, 2020

Saturday, March 21, 2020 The Aborted Poetry Reading On Wednesday, March 18, I was scheduled to join three other women poets (Toni Bee, Marianne Szlyk, and Lynne Viti) to read recent work on the Quintessential Poetry podcast (http://www.blogtalkradio.com), hosted by Dr. Michael Anthony Ingram. The theme of the program, 3 months in the making (almost), … More Staying Alive, Inside (My Coronavirus Diaries, Installment #2)

Coronavirus Blues

March 20, 2020

Tuesday March 17, 2020 There’s got to be a better way!  It’s one thing to be retired, without any real, daily obligations. In this chosen situation, I’ve made obligations for myself: writing, community work, visiting friends & family, doing nothing if I want to, etc. But this self-isolation is something else again. I’ve already been … More Coronavirus Blues