Poems, Routes

摘要

In March 2020 when the pandemic began, I found myself walking and scribbling in my notebook around the hills, country roads, and backroads of the Appalachian college town where I live and work. In the absence of human presence, I turned my attention to the nonhuman and the inanimate. Ultimately, my scribbles about these things took poetic form. I present here four poems and some notes on their emergence. They are a voice for the "tiny thoughts" that can occur around profound change or simply in the every day. I share them as my miniscule experience of long and short pandemic days, weeks, and months.