CATHY ROSS – POET – “A BOOKLIST FOR 2020”

We started the year with 

Great Expectations 

but then came a form of 

The Andromeda Strain, 

which soon evolved into 

The Plague, 

although our leader said it was 

Much Ado About Nothing. 

They closed the borders, no 

Crossing to Safety, 

and we realized we were in 

A Brave New World. 

Isolating from family felt like

One Hundred Years of Solitude, 

birthdays and weddings were 

Gone With the Wind, 

but we stayed home, grateful to have 

A Room with a View. 

Each takeout meal was 

A Moveable Feast. 

Now we find ourselves in 

The Winter of Our Discontent , 

awaiting a COVID vaccine like 

Waiting for Godot, 

wings clipped, trapped inside, 

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.