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Tanka Sequence: Coronavirus Diaries

Eight Tanka sequences by Neelam, evocative and poignant, diaries abaout Coronavirus, exclusively for Different Truths.

#1
day earlier
we suspect nothing
by the streets
I suppose one might
sift whispers around us

#2
viral news
about Covid-19 stirs
the community
sting than of a poison ivy
everything a guess

#3
mask wearing
the God in temple
we take recluse
our prayers hymn
the wilderness of humanity

#4
keeping a distance
in a new colony
yet the sun
we would have shared
not obviously a virus

#5
reading woes
of a susceptible caretaker
we wonder
what is it like outside
being or being invisible

#6
enacting how to
sanitise your hands
a police officer
between paces this day
on no stranger side

#7
deluge of virus
the movement of workers
at city borders
will we grapple ever
with real life questions

#8
night lights
moths against a lamp
the path dwellers
sleeping with full stomach
for some days now

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Neelam Dadhwal
Neelam Dadhwal is a poet from Chandigarh, India. She has recently authored, ‘Footprints’, which deals with aspects of womanhood. Her poems has been published in Readomania, Indian Poetry Review, Literary Yard, Kritya, Muse India. The Unknown Pen and anthologies on women international, peace and humanity. She blogs at Prism of Joy.
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