A Year Like No Other

So, yeah,

it has been a year like no other.

A helluvah year.

There are years,

you remember always,

milestone years,

years of joy,

years of sorrow,

March 2020 to March 2021,

has been a year that defies,

labels and descriptions,

it is a year,


like no other.

The pandemic,

mom being weak and then sick,

and then passing.

A year of confinement,

a year of noise,

from the renovations upstairs.

A year of Zooming,

a year of Georgie,

being stressed out,

being sick.

My hair has gone greyer,

my face has more droop,

a few wrinkles,

that were not there,

a year ago.

My heart is heavy,

with all the losses,

this year has brought.

But, the cold air of March,

the strong winds,

the deep blue skies,

the fireball sun,



soon, there will be,

no snow,


there will be flowers,


the exhausting work,

of culling,

of parting with the past,

will be done,


I will have,

a new apartment,

lighter and brighter,

sandwiched between,

metaphorically ,

two good friends,

in my space.

Soon the birds will sing,

every morning,

soon the most hopeful,

of seasons will be upon us,


New life,


love and hope,


socialising and,

the light,

replacing the dark.

Stay safe, stay warm,

be well.

Later girls,


By Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my very early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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