On Saturday 31 October, Prime Minister Boris Johnson announced that England will be going into a second lockdown from midnight Thursday 5 November. This announcement reminded me of my poem “Furlough”, which is reproduced below:
Furlough
During the time
Of Corona, girls unseen
May fulfil a lonely man’s dream.
While poets smile
And spend their time
Composing rhyme.
“An Englishman’s home is his castle,”
Neighbours say.
And, wishing to avoid hassle,
They look the other way
As girls (ineligible for furlough)
Come and go.
And time
Hangs heavy on the poet’s hands.
Therefore, he composes rhyme
About a crossed line
And resistance
To social distance.
(“Furlough” can be found in “Light and Shade”, which can be accessed here, https://www.amazon.co.uk/Light-Shade-serious-not-poems-ebook/dp/B08B4X3GVX
K Morris - Poet 
This is a very thought provoking poem, Kevin. I hope you are doing okay.
Thank you, Robbie. I am doing OK, thanks, and I hope all goes well with you also. All the best. Kevin
Another lockdown must be hard for you, Kevin. Still, it’ll end, as the other did, and eventually this pandemic will go the way of all others–into history.
I like the poem.
I’m OK, thanks Vivienne, and I hope you are too. You are, of course correct that this pandemic will end, as all things must. All the very best. Kevin. PS; I’m pleased you like the poem.