Here’s a little ditty that came to me the other day as I was walking in my ‘hood.
Coronavirus Two-Step
We walk, skirt contact, do the dance of distance:
You take the first move, a high-step to the sidewalk, I’ll be-bop to the street.
You cha-cha to the street, I’ll hold my sidewalk strut.
You sidestep, I’ll waltz on, civility our do-si-do.
Our music’s earnest, but a bit off-beat: a city street foxtrot, a covid-19 moonwalk, a bug-avoiding jitterbug, happy feet at six feet.
This dance will be a short one, so we hope. For now we’ll juke and veer, keen to perform the intricate steps we call community.
Editor’s Note: Tim is a retired English teacher, published poet, and BWNA board member.