What next? Do we go back to the old normal?
I profoundly hope not, because we can do so much better.
I wanted to write a series of posts reflecting on our Great Silence. This is the first.
Normally I spend my Saturday shopping
I take breakfast out of plastic and normally need
Two sugars in my rainforest alliance coffee cup.
I ignore the poor folk normally asleep in doorways
And keep my coin for normal things –
Like shoes that I don’t normally walk in
Sleek black phones that never ring
Normally the world spins clockwise, always
Corkscrewing to the right, where rich people are richer
Although despite the finest food, not fatter
Normally, each summer, I follow the sun
Climbing aboard an airborne aerosol
Which normally arrives inconveniently late, but
Under normal circumstances I would not allow this
To disturb my holiday
Normally I don’t hear birds sing, because
I am woken by twitter, snared (as normal) by
Silicon, which sticks my gaze to a small screen.
Deadened by dull days, I long for weekends,
During which I compensate by over consumption
For (normally) what else is there? Better not mention