
Brendan McLeod is an award-winning poet, theatre creator, and musician. On his sixth day of social isolation, he started writing a poem a day. We’re posting these day by day, in non-sequential order, because time is weird now. It’ll be a book after that.
Poet In (Their Own) Residence
Day 310
BRENDAN MCLEOD
I’ve reached the state of the pandemic where I’ve started to believe in UFOs.
Day 302
BRENDAN MCLEOD
We can never leave home, except for essentials, so all non-essential services are open.
Day 268
BRENDAN MCLEOD
We have such a primitive understanding of time, says the author.
Day 130
BRENDAN MCLEOD
The morning could not have gone better
Day 285
BRENDAN MCLEOD
Humanity will continue until it doesn't, that isn't the question.