I've written a poem that's been included in Locked Write Down: a home-grown anthology of 22 poems written during the COVID-19 pandemic.
I wrote this poem quite early on in lockdown for a poetry submission on the theme of nature. It didn't get picked, so I thought I'd share it on here. Waste not, want not!
It's been a long time since my last theatre review. Over fifteen weeks, to be exact, which is the longest I've gone without stepping foot in a theatre auditorium – and writing about it – for two years at least. This changed last night, however, when I found myself on a very unusual Zoom call; one like no other.
I'm worried that the hard work I've put into improving my mental health over the last few years is being undone by this pandemic.
It’s ironic, really, that during a time when we should be focused on the insides of our homes, I’m rediscovering my city.
Since we're staying safe inside with nowhere to be, and perhaps often very little to actually do, we don’t really have that excuse of busyness for our terrible timing for texting back. We really are always available now; and never has there been a more vital time to stay connected.