Montrealés en Balcon Malagueno

Malaga in March/April 2020

At the eight,

my neighbours can’t wait

to congregate

on their balconies

and celebrate their destinies

as they grieve the gone

and try to look beyond.

The deaths call into question our essence

and will for generations still to come

the departed are etched into our conscience

too many of us have had little or none.

Meanwhile on our balconies we dance together from afar

like after victory in a war

applauding all those whose star

put them on the frontline

saluting their commitment and their courage

while fearing the next pass of the scourge.

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Ode to Herbert Wood

An Ending