I raised over $2,000 and wrote 48 poems/painted a picture in less than two weeks. Pandemic, poetry and my impoverished sleep. I fill them with the bricks of poems — heavy, dark, opaque at first like my windows before sunrise. The freedom is sometimes heavy, but my default theme is always the pandemic and how it pulls at my world. Anna Quon reflects on two weeks during a pandemic.

Source: CBC News May 02, 2020 09:00 UTC