Waiting for omicron in Wellington
here we are in Wellington
waiting for omicron
ominous omniverous imminent
omicron
we are aware, we are warned
we have bought our paracetamol
so I went for a walk to the gym
clouds impeach a shallow rainbow just out of reach beyond a people street
green reeds and weeds
infringe
the only pathway
through a tilting park
we in a city without little O are split into quarters lo and be ready for a manageable hell
small yachts parked and poised
for the little o-no-no-no
without relief
without belief
a city expecting a germ gets its garbage removed go, garbage, go
this feline destination gym
streamlines an almost silent city
waiting
for omicron
I know and I don't know
that it's our turn now
for a round
with this evolving thing
but don't tell me
that here
we are not lucky
~Rachel McAlpine 27 January 2022 (to be revised)
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Heightened anticipation 😱
It is weird,right?
The pohutukawa are magnificent. Your creative walk with poem and photos is pretty spiffing too. You demonstrate well how we need not be entirely cowed by ominous events.
Anne, that is a good message for me now. But I am only human and as vulnerable as any.
I hope you have minimal infections and that Covid will, eventually, be tamed.
My hopes too. I’m vaxxed and boosted, of course.
As I tell everyone stay really hydrated. Best prep!
Good point!
It hit here with violent force. My daughter and grandchildren, despite vaccinations, masks and social distancing caught it. Fortunately they all are about as sick as with a normal virus. A lot of coughing from my grandson, utter fatigue with
the other two.
I’m sorry to hear this, Elizabeth, but it fits our expectations here
I enjoyed your poem and walk. The four-pane reflection of that magnificent tree was magical.
Neighbors have had COVID, and we were nervous.. John and I had important appointments yesterday, and we didn’t want the virus to interfere. We got through the day and now can relax a bit. The Omicron version has gone wild. Thankfully it is very mild.
Wild and mild, that’s a cool rhyme. Right now we are in a state of suspended animation as we wait for the inevitable spread.
Good morning Rachel. Yes waiting and waiting and preparing and waiting. That was a good walk you had yesterday. The Pohutakawah this year have been beautiful. And I’m sorry about tomorrow being cancelled. I was looking forward to meeting you in person. Maybe we have to wait a couple of weeks and then have coffee somewhere.Take care, keep safe. I assume/presume you have had your booster and now all we can do is wait. Thanks for following our blog. P
This waiting is weird. Hey Judith, I just wrote the same on your blog! We will meet one day for sure as Wellington is small. But I suspect it will be a couple of months before we move freely, one the little O hits Wellington.
I thought I had followed your blog but apparently not as I am not receiving them. I will try again.
I don’t have a way for people to get an email about new posts. My designer went AWOL 🙁
Not happy to read about what is headed your way. I’m sorry, but did enjoy your photos and thoughts. Such a strange time in history, we all just wait…
Yes it is weird isn’t it? The office is almost empty, Lambton Quay is much quieter than normal….vaccinated and boosted we sit and wait….looks like there was a super spreader event in Hamilton….
The mood takes me back to the play “Waiting for Godot”… With one crucial difference. Godot never arrived
I enjoyed these poems! Look at those pohutukawa trees, so thick and lush. We don’t have them here in Virginia, but they sure are beautiful.
Thay are indeed beautiful, Priscilla. Strong survivors.
Waiting for a manageable hell, indeed! This crazy virus unites us. I hope by now the cases are beginning to recede in Wellington as they are in Minneapolis. I hope you’re well and happy. Thanks for following WordSiisters.
Hello Ellen. No, our omicron wave is just beginning–we started late. Glad to have found you.