VERTIGO DURING LOCKDOWN

CR GREEN

“The eyes have it,” the masked doctor says

as he watches mine roll, tells me, “Keep

your eyes on my nose” shaped like my

son’s but smaller. It is not hard to obey. 

“I know what it is,” he says, and I do, too: 

a longing to be up close again to the contours 

of a baby’s face, to stare into another’s eyes, 

feel again an anxious hope for the future.

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CR Green is an American writing from Christchurch, New Zealand. Over the years, her short stories and poems have appeared in such diverse publications as The Poetry Distillery, La Fovea, Loyalhanna Review, The Reach of Song, and Close to the Boneyard. She enjoys participating in poetry workshops around the world.