An Element of the Cocoon

The Hive

I seem to have a recurring theme around the struggle of getting down to work. I feel that it merits another outing especially in this unusual time of home working. Those who have seen it resonate so a light-hearted look, or maybe not light when things need to be done. I got to the end of the term of my Masters with the last two classes online. I feel lucky not to have been in the UK since 16th March. There is a lot of insane behaviour as if the Spring is going to clear this all up, not to mention some political decisions made along the way. Now there is an assignment to procrastinate over and my skills in that arena are well-honed. So as usual, read, enjoy, pass it on, give some feedback. 

Work in a time of COVID-19

Every morning, I walk six metres

from back door to office,

which sits at the bottom of my garden.

I bring my coffee, to drink

as I set myself up for the day.

This involves opening notebooks,

filling fountain pens, booting up

computers, setting up iPads.

Next, importantly, check emails,

list reply needs, sip coffee, check

texts messages and respond.

Now social media needs attention;

watch clips that seduce the eye

but then catch myself on, reach out,

place my journal before me,

uncap my pen. Without noticing,

my eyes glaze over, the page stays

blank, I stare into the middle distance.

Head jolt shocks me back to

awareness; recap the pen

to prevent drying up,

place books in front of me,

glance titles and authors,

review my reading list.

Enough, I move back to social

media for a clips update.

Now, and only now, am I

rescued by the ping for lunch.

My day is half over,

time to trek back home.

 

Peter Clarke

6th April 2020