Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Six Feet - My poem on the pandemic

Up now at Headline Poetry and Press . Along with many other stellar poems on the pandemic and other news of the day. What a gem this little website is! Thanks a million Hokis!

Six Feet
by Dotty LeMieux

The length of my dog’s leash. Meeting another,
twelve feet between wary humans,
dogs sniff nose to nose. 

How tall my father was, or so he said, but
you couldn’t always trust
everything he said.
Ask mom.

The width of a cell in San Quentin Prison, 
not counting men stacked in bunks
stale air, no phone call.           
No defense.

The distance between two not-yet-lovers, masked
strangers, no touch but eyes
no hands, no mouths.
Alone together.

The depth of the average grave, except in genocides,
war, and pandemics like this one
when you have to share.
Don’t die.

The width of my queen size mattress, enough 
for two, most nights. Sometimes
I want it all for myself.
Tonight you stay.