Costume Parties by Fiat? by Julian Woodruff ‘Round nearly vacant lots The cars grow fewer still. No traffic tied in knots, No malls in which to mill. The numbers in the market Are smaller day by day. The orders are to park it, Camped at our homes to stay. More people that I see Are wearing masks and gloves; I wonder, next shall we All be in surgeons’ scrubs? I trust we’re not despairing, Bound to some fuzzy lie, And should tee-shirts be wearing Silk-screened, “Live free and die!” Verses Poet's Note: Until yesterday, my friend and neighbor, a retired nurse, had not been wearing a mask. When I saw her masked this morning and asked her what changed, she told me that she “felt like a pariah” for not wearing one. Conversely my wife, entering the lobby of the Time-Warner Building, was approached by the security guard who said to her “You’re not wearing a mask---you must have Faith." by Joe Tessitore They’ve scared me to death! I’m afraid to draw breath and I’m wearing a mask so that no one will ask. I shelter in place and I don’t touch my face and I do wash my hands when The Doctor commands ‘cause I wanna grow old so I do what I’m told as I ride the death spiral ... a virus gone viral. I’ve run out of nerve--- can I flatten a curve? Raven-Us April 7, 2020 by Raymond Gallucci Death toll climbing, stocks subliming--- It’s Coronavirus world. Faithful praying, most are staying Home with hoards already squirreled. Forecasts dooming, end-times looming--- Can’t see past the current week. Like Titanic – time to panic. Desperately vaccine all seek. “Curve must flatten in Manhattan--- Cancel 2020 Spring!” Venture nowhere, four walls you stare At in endless lingering. Think you’re coping, even hoping? Raven utters “Nevermore!” Edgar Allan Poe’s your pal when Crossing Styx to Pluto’s shore. Yesterday by Russel Winick Yesterday was turbulent All factions on attack. It really was deplorable And God---I want it back!