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Living at Home in Covid Climate

There are furrows on the wooden floor  
deepening daily running from bed
to bath to breakfast table deeper
where I pivot on my heels to switch †
on the desk light and overhead fan  
like the furrows of a rice paddy †
but on narra wood and deepened daily.  

Later I will kneel beside her bed  
to wake her but always for a while  
I will watch her sleep, her small breathing †
the trough on the floor leads and stops where  
there is a deeper recess shaped and smoothed  
where I kneel to watch her smiling  
in her dreams where there is no covid  
later I will wake her hold her hand  
as we move to the family room  
deepen a furrow to make her coffee,
a level teaspoon if the sugar
is muscovado, and the creamer,
just a little less than heaping,
I deepen the furrow to the fridge  
for bread and slide over to the toaster  
but not to toast! only till soft and warm  
so they can bend to make small sandwiches. †
I cannot take her out to shop and dine,  
in this season of an undetermined length  
I will plough this floor of a home with love.
Alviola
Written by Alviola
Published | Edited 26th Feb 2021
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