I haven't posted anything here but my poetry for MONTHS.
(You may have noticed.)
I'm not exactly sure why.
I think it's all just been a little too much.
Too much trying to keep from getting Covid.
Too much navigating all the family members in various stages of falling apart.
Too much worry for all our friends who live in the path of hurricanes or wildfires.
Too much being out of work (income slashed by 70% since March)
Too much chaos in the Covid response and the political world in general.
And, on top of it, recovering from eye surgery to fix a detached retina. Five weeks out and I still only have vision in one eye.
It gets you down.
I've been able to write humorous and informative essays in the past - even when a lot of my life was falling apart - but this has been different. It has taken everything I have to just crank out the little Anne & God poems and drawings.
Of course this state of things cannot last forever.
But it feels as though it already HAS been forever - that every time the football is almost over the line, someone is moving the goalposts.
Or as though we all have a collective fever and we are just waiting for it to break. That there will be that magical single moment when we wake up fever free and are ready to get on with life.
There will come a time when I have what it takes to go back to more normal blogging.
But for now, until this bad dream ends, I'll keep posting Anne & God poems three days a week as much as I can.
If they help distract you, or even make you feel better for just a moment, that's the best I can hope for.
Peace and healing to us all.
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