| Look, this butterfly flew into my house Look, the wild yellowness of gorse Look at the Easter cake I made This purple crocus stands by itself New Yorkers applaud at 7 pm Spanish nurses clapping at a window for one of their own Look at this Fabergé egg Why not lock up the elderly and let us back to work Fuck joggers panting right past me I don’t care who unfriends me Quarantine sucks Children scream in a Bristol tower block I have hit a sort of plateau These beautiful poppies in Paros An old lady stands at her door I’ve accepted the challenge Our son died Vitamin D builds Covid resistance Look, I made these Irish coffees Look, the M1 is empty Look at the moon over DC Look at me. |
| Rachel Coventry’s poems have appeared in various journals including the North, The Moth, Poetry Ireland Review, The Irish Times, and The SHop. Her collection Afternoon Drinking in the Jolly Butchers is published by Salmon poetry. |