In this time, we cannot escape the sheer devastation of the coronavirus. It has reminded us of our fragility and, tragically, so many have fought for their final breath. It is a stark reminder that though we are home to the ruach of God, we are formed from the dust.
This is a Villanelle inspired by Dylan Thomas’ ‘Do not go gentle into that good night’. It’s a poetic response to our current crisis. It is a plea to those in charge, a pep talk to the courageous frontliners, and a prayer to those fighting for their breath, to ‘breathe, breathe, against the final breathed out breath.’