CoronaPoem Archives • Andrew M. Crusoe

Feeling gratitude for new connections, emotional intimacy, and trees. All 3 are healing, ESPECIALLY in this strange time we’re in. 🙏🌺 I wrote a new poem about the pandemic yesterday. It’s called:

ASYMPTOMATIC 🦠
By Andrew Crusoe

There once was a man named Schrödinger
Who imagined a curious cat
Was inside a bin
With some deadly poison
Only triggered by a radiostat

Inside of the small device there was
A few radioactive bits
And if even one slips
It triggers the poison
A 50% chance that death hits

According quantum mechanics
The strangest fact then becomes true
The cat is alive
The cat is also dead
Until, the box, you finally unscrew!

And thus we find ourselves now
We behave as though we have it
Asymptomatic
They say you can be
Yet still, unknowingly, transmit

We also act as though we are clean
Some may even pray to Osiris
With isopropyl
And never touch a soul…
We’ve been had by Schrödinger’s Virus!

Beautiful Banyan on Big Island

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Reflections on the times. Thank you to Jamie Catto & his lovely Zoom group for encouraging me to share this; the support I’ve received about this poem is amazing! MAHALO 💗

CHEST TO CHEST
by Andrew Crusoe

Virus

Vicious
Infectious
Renegade
Undermining
Sanity

We face a challenge, unlike any in living memory. A challenge that prevents us from even hugging those we love.

Sometimes I feel I miss hugging the most.

Yet though all of the suffering, we see the hope, the curve flattening, neighbors delivering food to the elderly, hand-made masks, difficult decisions being made, and miraculously, the physical distancing working.

Never before has it been more obvious to me that we are one people. And perhaps never before have we had a better opportunity to see it plainly. From Fiji to Finland, this virus unites us in a strange and deadly way.

This won’t last forever, and in such a world, perhaps it was inevitable. But afterward, I don’t think I’ll take physical touch for granted ever again.

And next time I hug you, please excuse me if I shed a tear.

Perhaps I never fully, entirely, felt a hug, chest to chest, my heart touching yours, until this moment, when our hearts beat as one.

Perhaps that’s what oneness really feels like. Completely without attachment, just merely knowing that your heart is responding to another heart…

in
perfect
synchrony.

Thank you for reading 🙏
Aloha from Hawaii 🏝

A Hidden Baby Beach near Hilo, Hawaii