Isolation by Fran Thurling
Arts Richmond
Online - 08 July 2020
Isolation
Tear up last year’s map!
The world turns mad.
I watch the horror screening.
Screaming at reality
I must wring my hands.
I must monologue in slow time
not able to distance from myself.
Become a sentence without punctuation.
I must not trespass.
I must be idle.
I must be idle.
I must not trespass.
Become a sentence without punctuation,
not able to distance from myself,
I must monologue in slow time.
I must wring my hands,
Screaming at reality.
I watch the horror screening.
The world turns mad.
Tear up last year’s map!
By Fran Thurling
Poem for the day Isolation
Talking Lockdown
Arts Richmond has organised a series of short Zoom talks from representatives of the arts and media.
Wednesday 12 May 2021 at 7:30 PM to 9:00 PM
The Roger McGough Annual Poetry Prize 2020
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