Poetry

Dispatch #069 – Dispatches from Quarantine/ Covid Pariah by Mark Tulin

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Two years ago, I got sick with Covid and was fortunate that I didn’t die. Over 6 million people weren’t so lucky. This poem is about those poor souls who felt rejected by the world during their dying moments.

*Dispatches from Quarantine is a project of the SF Creative Writing Institute.

I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

6 comments on “Dispatch #069 – Dispatches from Quarantine/ Covid Pariah by Mark Tulin

  1. Sorry to hear that you suffered with it, Mark. Hopefully no residual issues?

    • Yes, i did suffer with it—almost felt close to death—but I tried to express what it was like for those in more serious situations. Thank you for your sympathy, though.

      • I understand as I’ve shed many tears for those who have experienced what you’ve described. But I’m glad that you made it through. I worry, though, of the many who are dealing with long Covid now. It’s frightening what this disease is capable of.

      • Me, too, Susi. I still wear a mask religiously.

      • I do not blame you one bit. Take care, Mark!

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