This short poem captures spirals of light, shadow and sound emerging from memory as well as snippets of conversation with loved loves held online during the COVID-19 pandemic. In the form of poetry, these spirals and snippets move through ideas of ‘solidness’ and ‘fragility’ where actual and imagined home-spaces are concerned.
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This Angle of Light
This angle of light,
The sound of the tap running.
Yesterday, I heard a plane,
A blue jay joined our conversation.
Did you work today?
No. I dressed for the light:
A blur of trees through the window.
A glass of wine tipped at your lips.
A screen with familiar faces.
Poem by Lauren Michelle Levesque, October 17th, 2020