by Richie Smith | May 24, 2020 | Covid-19, Poetry
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Blue Storm Blue stormdirigibles rising. I crouch underblue wind. Fertile is the stormsapphire crystal so dusty and blue expelled through rigid piping;a mechanical...
by Richie Smith | May 16, 2020 | Covid-19, Memoir
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact The Donation of Plasma We have antibodies in our convalescent plasma. We survivors of COVID-19 recline on a chaise lounge of sorts for a beautiful day at the...
by Richie Smith | Apr 30, 2020 | Covid-19, Memoir
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Milano Terminus It was only fairly recently that I saw the opera, Puccini’s Tosca for the first time. It was in my home town, New York City.Near the end, Tosca’s...
by Richie Smith | Apr 27, 2020 | Covid-19
RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Jughead I try to envision this entire scenario, the scenario of the pandemic as something much lighter, like a short scene from a comic book. It’s a short, light...
by Richie Smith | Apr 18, 2020 | Covid-19, Dreams
I’m in transition, changing locations during an important part of my life. It’s between jobs. Between education. Between states. Things are closing and things are opening. Society is changing and I can’t keep up with it. In the beginning I have to give up...
by Richie Smith | Apr 12, 2020 | Covid-19, Poetry
A fish crow perches on the terrace below me tastes the sea watches the morning fog far from her nest she cries for the birds she loves calls out to others gathered in isolation Gentle chirps Not a shriek, but a song...
