Social Isolation: Day 22

Ishmael and I
are looking out the window
while I dial unemployment
all day long.
Not a worried cat by nature,
he demonstrates a little grace.
 
It’s cloudy,
but buds keep greening
and the groundhog
waddles past the fox’s den,
also unworried.
That any species
lives near us these days
is grace.
 
We have to eat, of course,
and shelter from the elements.
But:
the pink moon last night,
the calls from friends,
and, really, as I write this,
the first sight of fox’s kits--
grace.
 
 
S. Robbins, April 8, 2020

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