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Although no drug can fight this thing,
the germ will fall to Irish Spring.

Authorities worldwide attest
the virus peels apart in Zest:

C'est vraiment difficile à croire,
mais ça nous sauve: Savon d'Ivoire.

Give up despair! Renounce denial!
Roll up your sleeves! Turn up the Dial!


Inspired by https://www.nytimes.com/2020/03/13/h...ing-germs.html
(Note: The New York Times is making all of its coronavirus-related articles available for free.)


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For Trump to be a bigger jerk
now takes proprietary work.


Inspired by https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/...avirus-vaccine

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Julie — You've written a soap opera!

Btw, of the many silver linings this dark cloud of social distance has bestowed on us, here's one I'm particularly grateful for:
The Metropolitan Opera will be streaming operas daily from their website beginning tonight at 7:30 p.m. (Carmen tonight, I think)


Here are a few coffeed corona virus-themed ramblings from this morning...

Dawn Can Only Come In Shades Of Gray.

Something strange has come our way
and spread itself in spoken spray.
Silence now will rule the day
and from its blooms a wide decay
Dawn falls in shades of gray.

Stay silent. Let the light burn away
the spittle fallen from the fray
that humans made and now must pay
for — not with a kiss, but sequestra-
shun. Oh! How I want to kiss it all today.
I miss it all terribly today.



Test and Treatment

There are tests and treatments for everything,
for blood and money and love
(though let it be known right here and now
there ain’t no cure for love—L.Cohen)

Imagine this:
kiss me all over
(a thousand kisses deep)
I’ll do the same to you.
It's one way to treat
the senses we have lost
on our way to distancing ourselves
to our own deserted shore
where no one touches surfaces
and the tender-hearts abhor.


Sorcery

What kind of sorcery is this?
No hug? No tongue-twined kiss?
Ok, I’m game. Let’s do this.
I’ve buried myself in books,
slathered myself in ice cream; I will try
to dream in sleep and sleep in dreams
for twenty-one days—or more if required—
It’s been such a long life and I am tired.
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I want to be alone, a-
way from foul Corona,
feeling the dizzying effects
not of Corona but of Becks.

An interesting Ted Talk entitled "Coronavirus Is Our Future" by Alanna Shaikh

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fqw-9yMV0sI

Also, this article about how deadly the disease is.

https://www.livescience.com/is-coron...apTMNW8Rl1wkFr

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FYI, the terminology is changing. "Social distancing" is now becoming "physical distancing". More accurate. (It reminds me of when the nuns used to eye us up at dances and separate us if we danced too close — Though never me. I don't dance. I can dance, but I don't dance.
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Poet Ian Duhig posted this on Facebook and it gave me a genuine tea-spitting guffaw.

Ich am of Irlaunde
Ant of the holy lande of Irlaunde
Gode sir pray ich ye
Come ant daunce wyt me
Notte too closele
In Irlaunde.

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Ha! The nuns would circle the dance floor perspiring and watch for the incorrigibles: "Head up! Arms out!"..

Dancing on the Titanic: https://youtu.be/KtiqlIy57GY
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I enjoyed this:

https://lithub.com/shakespeare-wrote...l-the-writers/

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Shakespeare sequestered.

I hope not to drag anyone down with this message from Jane Goodall, but I saw this on Mary Meriam's FB feed and ached for all the victims of the damage done to our environment by humans. It seems unending. But it will get better. The Jane Goodalls in this world will help us make it get better. Little by little.
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