Day One
We sat in
The yard on
A blanket while
Clem crawled around
Exploring
A uniquely warm March
Afternoon
The winters
Can be so
Long
But when
The Sun starts
To shine
Everyone starts to
Barbecue and play
Music on old boomboxes
In their yards
And everyone starts to
Drink with
A celebratory tone
In stark contrast to
Our February drinking
Which is done purely
To beat back
The misery
Of brown snow on
The roadside and
God’s gray
Middle finger
Up in the sky
I watched Clem’s face
As he studied
A twig in his fingers
And I thought about
Thursday
When I
Stopped at a red light
And received a
Washington Post update
On my phone:
Ohio was closing
All
Of their schools
It took
Until Monday morning
For New York to
Shut
Down
Karen walked into the backyard
With a bag of popcorn
And two bowls
“In true social distancing fashion”
She said
Handing one bowl
To Kayleigh
We all sipped
Wine and looked up at a blue
Sky when I felt my phone
Buzz again:
“California issues stay at
Home order in the
Bay area”
I felt calm.
I texted Sean
In San Francisco
I watched Clem
Crawling faster towards
The gate
I felt Spring in
My lungs
And I tried to understand
That this
Was only the
Beginning
But to see
A beginning
In relation to some
Unknown end
Through a chasm of time
That doesn’t even exist yet
Well,
Where do you even
Begin?
I took
A handful of popcorn
And finished
My wine
This was only
Day One