This day déconfinement begins,

and though I can walk without a pass

along the deserted lane, in the silence

of rain threat and a soughing wind,

when I can walk knowing it is

allowed though there is no one there,

and no one to see to, speak to or avoid,

I stop at the end of the track,

watch red kites glide on the wind,

the colour run in the noisy streams,

and I turn back among familiar trees

and drenched meadow flowers,

the wet of hedges and bog underfoot.


It is as though there is nothing there

beyond the bend in the lane where

it dips among poplars, and the other way

where it rises among oaks and wild plum,

and here at the omphalos of the world,

running ditch water is the only sound

beneath the mournful sky.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

11 thoughts on “Déconfinement”

      1. I do miss shopping for my own food, although I’m grateful I can have it delivered, even if it isn’t exactly what I asked for.
        But can’t people get anything they desire from Amazon?

      2. My sister has her food delivered too. It isn’t an option here but there aren’t many people either so it’s not important. In the city though, the queues to get into and out of supermarkets have been depressing. Glad you don’t have to go through it.

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