In a frenzy of duty, service, long shifts.Ĭity airports heave with a throng of tourism –Įach department gate an exit. Nurses, doctors, registrars skittle towards pins Sacred hearts in the palms of its metal soul.Įach cubicle a tiny blood clot hiding drama, With this flippin’ ‘social bubble’ Catch a Virusįor better days ahead What if it’s just Nature?Ĭraved tourists to taste the city’s sweetest wares Recordings of these are included with the following contributions where we have them. Some of the other contributions were read at a Zoom session in Ledbury’s online Festival in July 2020.

This poem was later made into a short film that is now on YouTube Thank you to everyone for their contribution. I have found these poems extremely resonant, and I hope you will too.

Other ways of thinking about, or seeing, what is happening in this present time. Nonetheless, in reading these poems, I find reflections on, and insight into, my own experiences. I am aware, as many people are, that for people and places in the world, the challenges are huge and sometimes extremely harrowing, compared to my own. Though of course everyone’s individual experience of this situation is unique. These poems were written during Lockdown and the Coronavirus pandemic, at a time when it seemed the whole country, and in fact the whole world was going through the same crisis. They read alongside poets who submitted to Ledbury Poetry Festival’s online call out. The event featured a fascinating selection of Lockdown inspired poems, including poets commissioned by LPF, Naomi Shihab Nye, Sarala Estruch, Suzannah Evans, Elaine Beckett and Kim Moore. On Sunday 5 July 2020 there was a Poetry of the Lockdown event as part of Ledbury Poetry Festival Online.

Thank you to everyone who has submitted Lockdown poems.

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