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My answers to Val's Postcards from the Pandemic - 3. Card #12 to 18

Card #12

Good Friday.

I’m reading Holes with my nephew,

Online of course.

Later I meet some friends to play D&D,

Online of course.

A friend recommends a recipe.

Online of course.

We’re in the kitchen.

Real life. Thank God.

 

Card #13

I grab the bowl and measure the flour.

Now it’s a rare good.

The same with yeast.

No wonder there are so many recipes on the internet now: What to do with all the flour?

Or did we become a nation of bread bakers?

I always make sweet bread for Easter, just sayin’.

 

Card #14

Oh my. The sweet Easter bread looks like a freshly dropped cow pattie.

It tastes good though.

We did a Zoom egg hunt. It was funny as hell.

There’s some flour left. What about another bread?

This time with oregano, olives, eggs and feta.

It was a relief after the marzipan and chocolate orgy.

It feels like a walk by the sea.

The air is crisp and clean.

The daffodils shiver.

 

Card #15

My very own Medinterania is in full bloom,

Bougainvillea braved winter, neglect and forgetfulness,

Pink drops delight me unmerited.

Multicolored moss roses grow around the foot of the Mandarin tree.

Palm trees sway in yet too cold wind. The sun will warm us soon.

 

Card #16

Today we may see shooting stars.

The April Lyrids will have us looking up until our necks hurt,

even though they only peak in a few days.

Less pollution thanks Corona and no moon: the chances to make a superstitious wish are high.

 

Card #17

I found long lost keys.

I found shellac records. Liberace and Maria Callas.

I found tons of empty flower pots,

Time to refill them.

I found a favorite jacket.

I found a movie inside the kaput, old blue-ray player,

I’m going to stream it tonight.

I found my bracelets and necklaces.

Put away and forgotten the first day at the ER.

I found...

 

Card #18

The crisis brings out the worse and the best in people.

Xenophobia.

Neighborly help.

Homophobia.

Twitter concerts.

Hubris.

Online poetry readings.

Cowardliness.

Bravery.

Egoism

Balcony choirs.

Sharing.

Hoarding.

Creative special birthday celebrations.

Ignorance.

Generosity.

Racism.

Welcome.

Feel free to add:

Thank you for reading my cards.
 
:thankyou: @Valkyrie for the edits and conversations.
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19 hours ago, Headstall said:

#17 kind of got to me. :hug: All were truly wonderful and real, Adi. You and Val seem to be inspiring one another to great heights, and are doing a terrific job with NaPoWriMo. Superb! :hug: 

Thank you, Gary! It's difficult this year. The postcards are a good way to cope with the situation. I switched languages for the poems.  Next  year in English again. :hug:

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2 hours ago, aditus said:

I totally understand you,  especially  as I'm a microbiologist. I just wondered what prompted  this  cookie  dough craving. All the baking?

I have flour, but no yeast or baking powder. I have baking envy, but lack many basic supplies because I’ve never wanted to attempt making bread from scratch before. This is the closest to baking that I can get or want to clean up after…
;–)

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