Solvitur ambulando – A Fold poem
we went through our neighbourhood walking
and praying it was all so natural
no one had to ask another calling
through the telephone what time will we start
it was tradition through our neighbourhood walking
singing praises in the streets on liturgical occasions
pre -covid days were all about scheduling
there was much more projection in our tomorrows
whether we made it through living or dying
then came the disrupter wielding mask and distance
upsetting our neighbourhood walking
© gillena cox 2024
A nice, steady fold poem, with the rhythm of walking, Gillena. I like walking through our neighbourhood too!
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Gillena, Covid shook us like a snow globe, and I don't think we've recovered even now. We missed so much during those years.
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Interesting... in Sweden it was so much more walking, since social distancing is so much easier outdoors than indoors.
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Lovely rhythm throughout this Fold poem, Gillena! I too love walking around the neighborhood 💖💖
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The Covid times were horrendous here, when I couldn't even step out of the house to catch some fresh air..
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Wonderful poem Gillena. I used to love the walk, but lost the ability a number of years ago — and I REALLY miss it my friend. Yes, time is now sadly divided BC/AC (before Covid and after Covid.)
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It sounds like a lovely tradition. Covid disrupted so many things, but I hope it returns. I love walking.
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