I saw this on the writer Louis Evans’s Twitter feed and it brought a smile to my face. I can’t wait for this pandemic to be over and spring to fully leap forth.
Could this meeting be a zoom?
Could this zoom be a phone call?
Could this phone call be an email?
Could this email be a text?
Could this text be unsent?
Could we, in silence, retreat to the forest?
Could we, by game trails & forgotten paths, vanish into the trees?