I’m sitting in a cafe in Cambridge watching the snow fall. A lady crosses the road with a large black umbrella, the white flecks of pure snow fall covering its surface. I am drawn to this image to write a poem.
The world faces so many challenges at the moment: climate crisis, Coronovirus, economic crises. Where are we headed? Unfortunately, the Coronovirus has led to some racist abuse due to the origin of the virus. So, this is my poetic take on the state of affairs, expressed with a Tanka…
White snow falls to black Umbrellas hiding cold stares Finding clarity Sick quarantine continues Media spreads people’s fears.
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Welcome to my blog: M J Mallon - Kyrosmagica Publishing. A blog about magic, books, writing, laughter, and much more! I'm a YA fantasy author, poet and reviewer. My first YA fantasy novel The Curse of Time - Book 1 - Bloodstone is set in Cambridge and Book 2 - Golden Healer is now out too. As well as this, I have contributed to several anthologies, created my own with some amazing international writers, bloggers and creatives during the pandemic: This Is Lockdown and written two poetry collections: Lockdown Innit Poems About Absurdity & Mr. Sagittarius Poetry and Prose. I write book reviews on my blog and on Goodreads, book bub and on my bookstagram. I have a penchant for travel and have relatives in far flung places, Australia, Malaysia, and Singapore, (my birthplace.) I grew up in in Bonnie Scotland, in Edinburgh, and now live in Cambridge. I love sunny, hot places, particularly Rome, Venice, Portugal, Barcelona, and I forgot to mention the sun drenched beaches of the Caribbean, how could I? I am lucky to have been blessed with two lovely daughters and a husband who I fondly refer to in this blog as my black sheep. Family joke! With my passion for travel, culture, beautiful beaches, good food, books, theatre, writing, and humour, I hope to keep you entertained. I'm loving every minute of this creative journey, please join me.
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Such truth in this, sadness in the quiet beauty on display. I hope the virus itself dies down and the media looks for something else, it’s a shame there will always be another crisis for them to stir up our own fears, all we can do is ignore their games as much as we can!
A beautiful and meaningful poem, Marje. I’ve read some of what’s been written in social media about the corona virus and its origin. This is a time to put our heads together and find a solution, it’s not the time to play the blaming game. Have a happy new week, my friend! ❤ xo
Such truth in this, sadness in the quiet beauty on display. I hope the virus itself dies down and the media looks for something else, it’s a shame there will always be another crisis for them to stir up our own fears, all we can do is ignore their games as much as we can!
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Yes that’s all we can do. They cause such mayhem. Thanks for reading and commenting David. 🙂
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A beautiful and meaningful poem, Marje. I’ve read some of what’s been written in social media about the corona virus and its origin. This is a time to put our heads together and find a solution, it’s not the time to play the blaming game. Have a happy new week, my friend! ❤ xo
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Indeed and to you too Vashti. ❤ x
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