Life in the Time of COVID-19, Part 33

Historically, a yellow flag was displayed on ships to indicate the presence of contagious disease on board. Austin poet, Paul Hooker, borrows it for his poem “Yellow Flag” in a most poignant way. When he is not writing poetry, Paul is the Associate Dean of Ministerial Formation and Advanced Studies at the Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary.

Yellow Flag
By Paul Hooker

Raise the yellow flag that marks disease.
This lonely ship will not soon come to rest
in port of comforting communion, or cease

to sail. We berth on isolation’s breast
and pray for peace, though at a frightening cost
we’d have been wiser not to pay. The rest

you know. Too many years like waves have tossed
us to and fro to break now with the lie:
“’Tis only ‘til we’re finally across

this yawning chasm, this darkening divide
that makes us a society of strangers,
closeted ‘til viruses subside….”

And then? Shall we then brave the dangers
that drift malevolent, like random microbes
or evil humors, insults, sudden angers,

in the daily current? ‘Twill not be so.
This boat’s no recent shelter. Here’s the tragedy:
we booked our passage on it long ago.

Social distance is the commended remedy
for illnesses that take their mortal toll.
But social distance is also the malady
that keeps the body well but kills the soul.

Comments

  1. Loved the last stanza the most, “keeps the body well but kills the soul.” Wonderful poem!

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