The sun came back today

I have another poem in Pendemic, ‘Not a literary magazine for ordinary times, but a journal for an exceptional one. Writing the pandemic, together.’

You can read it here and catch up with the flow of writing that this project has produced.

This is the announcement  that all of the poems are to be preserved by Irish Poetry Reading Archive at UCD library. I’m proud to be a part of it.

 

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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.

31 thoughts on “The sun came back today”

      1. School finished last week, and the city is suddenly empty…I think the Dominicans and Puerto Ricans went back to relatives at home for the summer with their children. I would too after being cooped up in a small apartment with them.
        Really, anyone with a place to go has left. I suppose that doesn’t apply to where you live though…

      2. No, we live a couple of miles outside a small town where most people have a garden. Anyone cooped up in an apartment would understandably be walking every day. I think it was boredom. The habit certainly hasn’t lasted now that they can drive to the commercial centre for fun. I don’t know what else there is around here.

    1. It’s a terrible admission to make, but it didn’t bother me at all. We never see anyone out here anyway. We saw far more of the families taking kids out to walk than we’d ever seen before, and now the travel restrictions have been lifted, the walking has stopped altogether. Nobody walks if they can drive. Sad.

      1. There wasn’t the contrast out here. We never see a soul and very few cars in the course of a day. There are only a couple of people who’d be going to work anyway and two children going to school. The people from the town have other more interesting things to do now 🙂

  1. Congratulations, Jane. You should be proud. I agree with all D. Wallace
    Peach said. It is beautiful and haunting. I remember writing just after everything was shut down here, and I felt like I was alone in the world, but the sky was blue, and the birds were singing.

    1. Thank you! It’s a great project. Anyone can contribute so if you have something to say, get over there.
      I suppose we saw the opposite in terms of human activity, since before confinement there was never anyone about here, the neighbours going to work and coming home again, all four of them. People were walking, when we’d never seen walkers before except the group of elderly ladies from a seniors club once a fortnight or so. They were walking because we weren’t allowed out unless it was to take a constitutional so people who never walked before were doing it simply because it was allowed and taking the car out wasn’t. Now that they’re allowed to take the car and drive where they want, no more walkers. It’s sad in a way, but it makes it even quieter for us so…

      1. It’s understandable in the city, anywhere really. What’s disappointing though is that people seemed to be out walking because it was something to do rather than because they wanted to see anything new. Now they can go back to doing whatever they did before, there are no more walkers.

  2. Your poem is a marvel of both delight and melancholy. So many wonders to be missed. And so close to home. Congratulations on the legacy of having your work archived. Truly, the future will be fortunate.

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