world without end

in march 2020 we decided that we would each write one poem a day for every day in april 2020 in honour of national poetry month.you may recall that period was considered the height of the lockdown in many places in north america- no one out on the streets no one travelling to work or school. i stayed inside along with my person and my cat in a very tiny apartment. i worked from home. i had zoom meetings. i played scrabble with my person. (cat dislikes playing scrabble so i knew it was pointless to ask her to join in). i banged on pots and pans every night at 7 pm in support of front-line workers who were risking their lives to keep the rest of us fed and as healthy as possible. along the way i wrote 30 poems in 30 days. some are very obviously covid poems. others are poems written during covid (rather than poems about covid). as i have worked on assembling this collection i notice that all the poems have certainly impacted by the stillness quiet and terrifying peacefulness of those weeks. what bubbles to the surface when you coop up a poet during a pandemic? they think about things drilling deeper ever deeper into themselves. this book contains some of the results.