While I don’t think this poem works as well as I hoped it might, I was keen to complete because I thought it an interesting idea & I wanted to try & show in semi-poetic sense how acts of non-isolation impact others. Given a chance I’d restructure the first part giving me more flexibility in part 2. And once this month’s all over, & I’ve recovered, I might just do that.
Quarantine: part 2
what Donnie did this week
1. the days in bed didn’t help
he ended up being rushed to hospital
where he’s spent the last week
on a ventilator …
a selection of consequences of the things Donnie did instead of staying home
several people at Donnie’s church feel unwell.
including the pastor who has performed three funerals in the past 48 hours.
the lady that prepares the community meals hasn’t come in for days
one of the cabin crew felt feverish in Perth a couple of days later
but had to work a flight back to her home Brisbane
before she could self isolate.
her housemates have been looking after her.
1st time. the check out girl who served him caught what Donnie has
— but as she’s a casual with no sick leave
she’s been at work every day since.
2nd time. the woman who used his trolley after him has a cough.
3rd time. when he coughed without covering his mouth
the butcher couldn’t avoid breathing some in.
his grandmother died
(though she has lots of loo paper in reserve).
thankfully Donnie encountered no one at the beach.
his barber has come down sick.
his barber’s young son too.
& the mum of the kid next door who looks after him after kindy.
his barber’s son’s kindy teacher is sick, but has recovered.
her mother has not.
his barber’s parents are also feeling ill.
three passengers that Donnie coughed near are sick,
including one who has CF: she has been hospitalised
& is in a critical condition
one of the nurses at the hospital is so overwhelmed
he’s contemplating suicide.
the single mother he sat next to is having trouble breathing.
she doesn’t know who’s going to look after her young son.
two high school students had the virus without even really knowing.
their English teacher was not so lucky.
the driver has died.
Gary felt crook but kept going to work.
Gary’s boss has a fever.
Greg too felt a bit funny, but stayed home in bed.
Greg’s wife is now in bed too (& not in the fun way).
Greg’s wife’s mum dropped off some soup for them.
and did a bit of tidying up.
now she’s having trouble breathing.
Bill is fine.
… sadly Donnie