My answers to Val's Postcards from the Pandemic - 1. Cards #1 to #4

Card #1

I put on my faux fur lined hoodie and wrap a scarf around my neck.

The dog dances around me.

Outside we zigzag around the few people we meet.

Remember the distance!

Back at home, I’m making coffee.

How I’d like some pastries with it.

Better not go to the bakery. It’s not essential.

How long will there be coffee?

Don’t be an idiot! There will be no shortages.

I need to upload today’s pick-me-up.

Card #2

God damn! I stubbed my toes so hard, my whole foot hurts. Of course it was the left; the moronic one.

The blue sky looks perfect and radiant, in contrast to my mood.

We put the clocks forward last weekend. I guess I need some more time to catch up.

The new morning routine feels wrong.

I avoid the news.

On another note: It’s the kitties third birthday!

We break out the tuna and the treats.

Cat grass for the momma, instead of flowers.

Will a pic of the b-day kitties do?

Card #3

I feel a like deflated balloon. Any enthusiasm is gone.

Self-inflicted isolation? Cowardice?

Does my ego really need applause?

I could switch languages.

Gedichte auf deutsch. (Poems in German)

Die Isolation wäre perfect. (The isolation would be perfect.)

From now on Stealth Poetry in a not so secret language. To decipher it use Google Translate as your ENIGMA machine .

Card #4

I’m listening to Igor Levit’s daily Twitter concert. ‘You are not alone’

The sky is overcast. I miss the sun.

The noise from the neighbor’s construction site is annoying.

They extended the contact ban. It was the right thing to do.

I love emptying the new dishwasher. I guess that will change.

Next I’m cleaning out the basement.

No! I’m going to write.

Thank you for reading.
@Valkyrie   for  being you.