The New Emptiness
And I also know, that all through this land right now
People are dying. And so many will be left to cope
with the harshness of sudden loss.
Of being left alone. And all that it brings.
As if that isn’t enough. I know too that tomorrow,
I’ll walk out in the rain, make my way through
shining green Hawthorn copses,
heavily festooned with white bloom and I’ll think of you then.
27th April 2020
Jenny Erpenbeck – The End of Days.