This is the first poem in a series of poems I want to share during the COVID-19 pandemic.
I want join artists around the world who are sharing their art to speak life and beauty into strange times.
I wrote this poem while teaching English one summer in Mongolia. It was the experience of a lifetime. I lived on the edge of the Gobi, and there was an other-worldly moth invasion in UB. The summer taught me to time my ear, to listen in different ways.
I hope you enjoy it. Drop me a comment to let me know what you think. If you're a poet or writer, join in!
Read more poems from the pandemic on Instagram - @AndrewKooman
About the series: Inspired by artists who are sharing their work in their respective fields to others during the COVID-19 pandemic, I wanted to contribute to this effort through verse. I invite fellow writers to do the same. If you write poetry, use the hashtag #PoemPandemic or #spreadtheverse so that we can find each other. May our words speak life, hope and meaning in strange times.