A few more poems/songs that have been speaking to me in the midst of this strange new pandemic world we find ourselves in.

Here are a few more ways to dislodge that anxiety, melt it, shake it loose, or at least mute it down a little.

"It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there." William Carlos Williams

A new edition of the Anti-covidanxiety toolkit including your contributions, complete with cartoons.

Here's the toolkit I am using to stay sane, to move through and beyond what I am calling covidanxiety. You could call them seeds of sanity.

Would a whale long for the desert? It could, if its ancestors walked on the solid earth. Would a hawk spiral down into flame? Perhaps not...

Why was it there? Did it think our house was a tree? How was it staying up there? Was it going to fall? It wasn't moving--was it okay?