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It’s often been said that the truth is stranger than fiction. But the last 12 months exposed us all to a reality even stranger than metaphysical limericks. It’s hard to believe, but one year ago this week, we were just settling into the idea of sheltering in place for an entire month in order to bend the curve. Yes, we capitulated. And the curve, it undulated. And you pretty much know the rest.
We’ve all developed our own ways of coping with this viral eruption and societal collapse. Part of my strategy, as you might easily guess, was to write poetry and fairy tales. And once I got past the initial shock, I was actually pretty productive. Mostly I wrote lyrical children’s stories and transcribed classic fiction and folklore into rhyming verse. But I also wrote a few limericks and a handful of haiku about the pandemic itself.
It’s a painful, morbid, and even sadly controversial topic, but certainly not one we can ignore. So without further circumambulation, here’s my spare change on the subject.
Limericks about the pandemic
On an anxious excursion to Shock Town
In very bad need of a talk down
The outcome was brutal
With plans rendered futile
The year of the soul crushing lockdown
You hardly need another person complaining about the lockdown. But what’s far more disturbing was how the facemask got turned into a political football.
With the country wrapped up in a mask debate
Forty-five is proposing a task so great
Until the election
And for your protection
We’d all better stay home and masturbate
Apparently a lot of people spent their free time in quarantine engaged in soul searching and various other methods of self exploration.
There’s a melodramatic persona
Who played tricks on the boys of Verona
But her message came late
And such was their fate
To be star-crossed by fears of corona
Literature proved to be another excellent source of distraction this year. When the world’s not in lockdown, it can be pretty difficult to concentrate on Shakespeare. But last summer I discovered that the ill fate of Romeo and Juliet had everything to do with quarantine and pandemic. Late in the play, Juliet sends a message to Romeo explaining how she intends to stage her own suicide. But her messenger, fearing Verona’s most recent outbreak of the plague, is unwilling to violate the shelter-in-place guidelines. So Romeo never gets the memo. And the rest, as they say, is tragedy.
Haiku about the pandemic
Never mind the masks
Look at the fake news bubbles
That keep us apart
Once we got used to the isolation of social distancing, general lockdown and the closure of the economy, we had to find increasingly insidious ways to keep ourselves from coming together.
Deaths from Corona
No other country comes close
America first
It was nothing less than a reign of terror. But there’s even a limit to how may plagues a Pharaoh can endure.
Snowflakes and gun nuts
Holding hands by the campfire
Singing Kumbaya
Once in a while I had the sneaking suspicion that our suffering would bring us together. And even when I doubted that suspicion, I still forced myself to cling to the possibility, however remote.
Select your own facts
Orwellian narratives
Double plus un-good
In the year 2020, we all entered a Brave New World. Reality was already hanging from the ropes, but the pandemic finally knocked the last breath out of it. And today we have nothing but a hodgepodge of hunches and a scrapbook of conspiracies, all pasted together to look a little something like Frankenstein vs. Gutenberg. And that’s why I’ll probably just stick to reading fairy tales.
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