Auden Redux, A Covid Sonnet
by Allan Appel | Aug 24, 2020 1:28 pm
We share the darkness and the air
We even occasionally talk of despair
Poetry
Crime Of The Century
by Allan Appel | Aug 20, 2020 7:59 am | Comments (1)
I once saw a bank being robbed but didn’t know it
It was a normal afternoon, August, in the middle of the day
First Day Of School
by Allan Appel | Aug 19, 2020 10:07 am
Families, line up right here by twos and threes
And we’ll soon find out who it will be
Isaias, Meet Covid
by Allan Appel | Aug 10, 2020 12:05 pm | Comments (1)
All the huge strong limbs toppled down
Long beautiful maples, old and young, on the ground
Hiroshima Sonnet In Covid TImes
by Allan Appel | Aug 7, 2020 4:07 pm | Comments (2)
Dead all at once or in waves and curves
That’s today’s to-be-or-not-to-be no matter whom you serve
Nothing Against Arizona
by Allan Appel | Jul 31, 2020 12:03 pm | Comments (3)
“Ah, can I do – birch trees
And two diamond pick axes,”
A Visit To The Covid Bookstore
by Allan Appel | Jul 27, 2020 12:28 pm | Comments (2)
I dreamed I was in a foreign city
Traveling with my wife
A Walk Through Branford
by Allan Appel | Jul 24, 2020 9:47 am
Calico, Silvermine, Leadville, ghost towns used to be a place
You visited with the kids, but now in Covid Times
Big Time, Little Time, Covid Time
by Allan Appel | Jul 23, 2020 1:38 pm
Muslim philosophers in the Middle Ages
Spoke of a Big Time, which is eternity
Hitting The Showers
by Allan Appel | Jul 20, 2020 11:51 am
I believe I need to shower
All signs indicate it
