Laissez-faire postparnassian poetry written in the cruelest Covid month of April 2020.This sample is an extract of a compendium to be published when the year has exhausted itself. Each poem is handcrafted at the crack of dawn, using as many as possible words-of-the-day harvested fresh from online dictionaries. They are later used as inspiration in the painterly studio. This is a work-in-progress, a timeproven panacea to reduce stress while waking up to the fluid concept of time in quarantine. It is the making of memories.
