A Room of My Own: Midnight Quietness Tanka

Two Hundred and Thirty-Sixth Entry, Coronavirus Poetry Diary

alone for weeks

in a quarantine motel

the sound

of my body rolling

against midnight quietness

Added: Two Hundred and Thirty-Seventh Entry

weeds sprout

through cracks in the pavement ...

breakthrough cases surging

Added: Two Hundred and Thirty-Eighth Entry

first homecoming

all these masked faces 

now strangers