Lockdown Lament
When shall young lovers kiss again
Free from the dread their sweet embrace
Will leave a trace of Covid on their lips?
When will they know their mingled breath
Does not contain the pathogens of pain,
Rewarding passion with a kiss-of-death?
What shall become of youthful needs
To trace the sensual contours of desire
With fingers unprotected from the feel
Of flesh made toxic by the heat of fever’s touch?
How much of love’s beginnings perish here
Where adolescent dreams must be denied?
No memories created of a love devoid of fear,
No moments to recall when death draws near.
Copyright: James Rainsford 2020
Here is a sonnet written for our times. It attempts to explore the tragedy for the young denied intimacy by the cruelty of Covid 19.
Beautifully composed. Yes, young humans are being deprived of many experiences.
ReplyDeleteI do wonder how the young single folks have coped with the pandemic. Though I do think many of them got around it by ignoring it completely!
ReplyDeleteJudiciously and cautiously, young lovers can still connect, though not as indiscriminately as before!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful sonnet for our time ..... i love the depth of this.
ReplyDeleteSO SAD and so true. The pandemic's toxic residue tinges everything, for the present and the future.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, in many ways the young has to carry the largest burden. I hope the day will come when they can fall in love again.
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