Accepting isolation, silence and loneliness.

Sometimes

Sometimes it’s good to be alone

Not even bothering to answer the phone

What could be better

Than being on my own?

Who died, who got dumped

Whose economies endured a slump.

Why on Earth should I care?

I was already in despair.

I’ve certainly become

Far better read

Now that my one and only

Radio is dead.

The silence in the shack

Is quite profound

Magpies and kookaburras

Are now the only sounds.

Sometimes it’s better to be on one’s own

Not even bothering to answer the phone

It’s far better knowing nothing

When you’re stuck at home alone.

 


Submitted: June 05, 2020

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tom mcmullen

Sounds like you've got a great lifestyle Craig. I've enjoyed this lock down over all, here in Sydney it's been a lot quieter! Good luck with your writing,I enjoyed the poem!


Fri, June 5th, 2020 6:06am

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Thanks again. I'd say a huge oeuvre of pandemic stories will emerge out of the lockdown. I just finished re-reading The Plague by Albert Camus and am now reading The Decameron by Boccaccio which is set in 14th Century Florence during the Black Death. Essential pandemic reading.

Fri, June 5th, 2020 1:00am

tom mcmullen

Sounds like you've got a great lifestyle Craig. I've enjoyed this lock down over all, here in Sydney it's been a lot quieter! Good luck with your writing,I enjoyed the poem!


Fri, June 5th, 2020 6:06am

Craig Davison

Yeah well, I misspelt Thoreau, but I had whisky for breakfast.

Fri, June 5th, 2020 7:41am

Mike S.

Being basically an anti-social bastard, I haven't missed much with the lock down, I don't mind being my own company--in fact, my life has changed little. Excellent!

Fri, June 5th, 2020 10:36pm

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I agree. The only people who ever turn up at the remote shack I live in are Red, who too right wing for me and we only get into political arguments, and Delphine the mad woman, but she is thankfully in rehab until February. Hell is other people according to Satre.

Fri, June 5th, 2020 5:06pm

hullabaloo22

The place you live in sounds quite similar to where I live only in a different part of the world. Whether I'm physically isolated makes little difference for I am always mentally so.
A very relatable poem.

Sat, June 6th, 2020 4:45pm

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The seventh just came on. I'm turning up the volume on my new radio.

Sat, June 6th, 2020 10:26pm

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