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No More — And Yet…
No More — And Yet…
By Jane Tawel
February 25, 2021
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There are no pictures any more
and yet we long to be seen.
We live inside our own closed doors,
and silently rage against the routine.
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There are no words we want to share
and work is just a grind.
And even those for whom we care
just often slip our minds.
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The lives of grey inanities
are revelatory — true.
We miss our shared humanity
and hopeful, bright worldview.
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The days go ever on and on
just one day like the other.
We long for plans to bank upon
and health that’s been recovered.
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But I have found in all of this
both listlessness and sorrow,
that I have changed my own wish-list
for better days tomorrow.
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