Writers’ Bloc member Zarah is a third-year English and Creative Writing student. This poem was written in response to the loneliness and boredom experienced during lockdown
Zarah A – ‘The Summer of Sitting Ducks’
Go fly a paper plane across the streakless sky –
It’s gone over the bloody fence again!
Drift back to the living room,
Lonely as a cloud.
Go teach your little fish that even without a school,
It remains multiple, the plural of itself,
No, it’s definitely not ‘fishes.’
Yes, I’m sure.
Go recreate the Battle of Amiens in a bowl of beans,
Wonder why they compare this with war –
But, of course,
Go lick the iPad screen just to taste nearness,
The sweet saltiness of long-distance longing –
I wish you wouldn’t lie and say you were alright –
The bye-bye bitter aftertaste of the hang up.
Go read Angelou to your latest pigeon friend,
Statue-still on the fence, in need of a wordsmith wonder woman
To break the spell – like that – watch her
Rise and rise and rise.
Go write a poem about your day,
Fill it with little fish, baked beans, loved ones,
Fleeting flickers when you feel most alive.
In your newfound homebound existence, you look around and ask:
What next? What about tomorrow?
But tomorrow comes as it always does, a snail crawl
Towards ‘it’s finally over,’ and you, that ever-persistent fly
Flinging against an invisible force field,
Will find yourself
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