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Post-Modern Pandemic Pause

The only thing I’ve written in weeks was a Thank You note concerning a birthday gift of stereo speakers that are, right now, left and righting directly behind me. Damn near Studio Monitors, I dare say. Sweet to my now-septuagenarian auricular—I so confess.

And fess up to listening to Electric Swing (nujazz) like the that below:

I just can’t let go of this no go of no posting. I can’t even punk a poem up. Perhaps, because I can’t plant my butt on a barstool, or greasy spoon them biscuits and gravy, or wave a runner in from third, or give word to our return to the Dark Ages.

“C’est la vie” say the old folks.

Published by r.douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

8 thoughts on “Post-Modern Pandemic Pause”

  1. LA says:

    You do write like a Hopper painting….

    1. r.douglas says:

      I often curse the canvas

      1. LA says:

        As does any good artist

        1. r.douglas says:

          too kind LA

  2. Susanne says:

    While I continue to write in this post-modern pause, I find it a grind. i think its the lack of external stimulation, other than the daily news which i now avoid like the plague we are experiencing.

    1. r.douglas says:

      I get the need for no news, but I’ve been cursed to hang on the headline. Stay well.

  3. Michael Graeme says:

    Loved both those videos. Men and women dancing to an infectious beat. Hell those were the days! And Mariana Grande – close to our hearts here in the North of England. Love that girl, and a great song, hey now. Weird, weird times now of a sudden, pole-axed the lot of us, but you have a great voice. Time out, and take care.

    Best regards

    Michael

    1. r.douglas says:

      Thanks Michael, you stay well.

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