Post Pandemic. A poem by Kathryn Ann Hill

Units, unite!
No COVID in sight.

Your masks untie:
less likely to die.

Your face unshroud;
embrace a crowd.

Uncovid your face—
it’s no disgrace—

Inhale fresh air;
expel despair.


Since 2007 Kathryn Ann Hill has published six volumes of Christian verse. The books are briefly described at

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