Never let a crisis go to waste.
Now is the perfect time
to repaint your dining-room chairs
organise your kitchen cupboards
colour-code your spice rack
clear out your desk drawers
and repair your bird box.
These are strange times
but even stranger
is why you’ve left it so long
to go through every thing in your closet
and put it in piles:
sell, customise, upcycle.
When you walk up the stairs
pretend you are climbing the Pyramids.
Run a marathon on your patio.
You can knock up a barbell
from bamboo and biscuit tins filled with rice.
And while you’re at it
why not build a climbing wall in your garage
and then ride to Berlin on your exercise bike?
Make a delicious meal from your pantry staples:
soba noodles and furikake.
It’s amazing what you can do
with half a fennel bulb.
Can’t get hold of seeds?
Pick them out of a pepper.
Draw up a learning contract with your pets.
Now there’s no excuse
not to read Infinite Jest.
Teach yourself to code.
If not now, when?
Police are patrolling in your area
issuing on-the-spot fines
to anyone who hasn’t learnt to make sourdough bread.
This is the new normal:
Get used to it.
Reset your life.
5 thoughts on “Poem for a crisis”
What a wonderful and uplifting and practical poem. Thanks for I inspiring me from EI.
I’m reading your book, First you Write a Sentence. For the third time.
Great to hear – thanks!
Love this! And I had been eyeing up Infinite Jest, as it happens…
But for the moment, I am enjoying reading “First You Write a Sentence” in the hope that I can string a few more together myself.
Great, thanks Anna!