Even more real

Like many people I have used art as a distraction during the pandemic. As part of this, I signed up for a challenge by 64 Million Artists in early 2021 where I had to respond every day to a prompt. Most of these took my out of my comfort zone and never more so than when the challenge was to write a poem.

Today, over a year later, I feel quite emotional seeing my writing presented as part of Covid Voices, a research project exploring creative materials that represent people’s experiences shielding.

What I wrote was real for me then. It is perhaps even more real today.

The Actual
By Shannon Banks
January 2021

Part One: The Dying

She texts.
What a relief, it’s one percent.
Just underlying health conditions.
A big deal over nothing.

She goes to the beach.
He visits his friend, for a quick glass of wine.
They fly, they dine, they gather.
They scoff, they shrug, they roll their eyes.

The numbers grow, up and up, extending
our range of reason
Until we can no longer hear.
BBC. CNN. Press and commentary.
News and fake news.

They are numbers
Caveated with dismissal.
They are old.
They are sick.
They have underlying health conditions.

Part Two: The Shielded

I breathe slowly through a surgical mask.
The fluorescent light, like an angry wasp, incessant.
The needle in my hand drip, drip, drips. Chemicals
that simultaneously kill and protect.
Stopping the angry cells
but not the angry thoughts.

I am a mother to a child, a wife, a friend
A business owner, an entrepreneur
I am a name, a voice. I am tired.

We are parents.
We are children.
We have underlying health conditions.

I stay home. Shield. Shelter.
Days become weeks. Weeks
become months. I dream
of slow motion car crashes and saying goodbye.

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