(untitled)\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\nDon\u2019t leave your room. This is better left undone.
\nYou\u2019ve got cheap smokes, so why should you need the sun?
\nNothing makes sense outside, happiness least of all.
\nYou may go to the loo but avoid the hall.<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t leave your room. Don\u2019t think of calling a taxi.
\nSpace consists of the hall and ends at the door; its axis
\nbends when the meter\u2019s on. If your tootsie comes in \u2013 before
\nshe starts blabbing, undressing \u2013 throw her out of the door.<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t leave your room. Pretend a cold in the head.
\nWhat could be more exciting than wallpaper, chair and bed?
\nWhy leave a room to which you will come back later,
\nunchanged at best, more probably mutilated?<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t leave your room. There might be a jazzy number
\non the radio. Nude but for shoes and coat, dance a samba.
\nCabbage smell in the hall fills every nook and cranny.
\nYou wrote so many words; one more would be one too many.<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t ever leave your room. Let nobody but the room
\nknow what you look like. Incognito ergo sum,
\nas substance informed its form when it felt despair.
\nDon\u2019t leave the room! You know, it\u2019s not France out there.<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t be an imbecile! Be what the others couldn\u2019t be.
\nDon\u2019t leave the room! Let furniture keep you company,
\nvanish, merge with the wall, barricade your iris
\nfrom the chronos, the eros, the cosmos, the virus.<\/p>\n
Joseph Brodsky, 1969\/1970<\/p>\n
Here is a lovely poem that has been repurposed about social distancing by Joseph Brodsky. In the attached video, he reads his poem.<\/p>\n
A Song by Joseph Brodsky – “I wish you were here, dear….” – YouTube<\/a><\/p>\nRegards,<\/p>\n
GME Wellness Committee<\/p>\n\n