Toppling by Indran Amirthanayagam

Give me your elbow. Take the Host in your hands;
but, Man, the Pope just spoke the sermon from
his living room, on video tape. This matter
is turning extreme. A taxi driver got infected
from his ride. Can we really shut down a city,
a region, the whole world? Be prepared
we are told. We were waiting for fire, a bomb,
icebergs breaking up; but this virus is more
insidious, a slow shaking and swaying
of the building in the mind before it falls.

From: https://thebluenib.com/poetry-by-indran-amirthanayagam/

Date: 2021

By: Indran Amirthanayagam (1960- )

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