Every so often, a story published on the front page of the New York Times is so well written, meaningful, and appropriate to the Bulletin’s concerns that small snippets of it, properly chosen and arranged, produce something more than journalism, something that approaches … poetry. That blessed coincidence occurred January 3, 2022.
We suspect it’ll occur again.
(from the original by Sarah Maslin Nir)
When the pandemic began,
lost to lockdown,
plunged (like many)
into the darkest days.
When life, fragile and precious,
mustered the spring,
something besides a poison.
The toll stolen left lasting tolls
at the start of yet another year.
In our midst, rising (for many)
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