19 days into 2023. Damn virus — this unwanted guest has departed but left a mess behind. Vivid and heavy, it weighs upon the breath.
Oh well. These things happen. What good fortune to be alive, what grace to be in the company of others, what beautiful — more of this! More and more of the antidote, constant infusions.
Blustered and frigid,
January’s false springtime
Has splattered forthwith
Haikubaritsu.