Author’s Statement I started writing this piece as an optional assignment in my seventh grade English class. It was an end of the year assignment. In this piece, I have tried to describe some vivid memories and experiences over the one and a half years during which the COVID-19 virus has put a break on my life. The pandemic has been a turning point in my life. I still have many more experiences to gain in life but I doubt I will ever be able to forget this. A Note from the Editor These poems were submitted to Stone Soup blog as a 40 page collection. I have decided to publish them in weekly installments, breaking them up by the seasons Paridhi established. The artwork I have chosen to accompany each installment was not selected by the author and was originally published in Stone Soup. Part VI (End) Spring 2021 Guarding the Garden By Audrey Champness, 12 (Green Cove Springs, FL), published in Stone Soup December 2021 In the Hotel We stayed in a hotel For the first 15 days. While my parents were busy arranging things, I enjoyed Going out For walks With my father, Seeing the beauty Of this new city. However, In my heart I could feel the pain. I will miss my cousins. I will miss seeing their laughing faces. I will miss my monkey brother, Who always was there by my side. I will miss my naughty sister, I will miss them. A House Our first priority— My school. Mom was meticulously searching for good schools on the net. She chooses Jefferson Middle School. It was listed as the best. And finally, the search for an accommodation In the district that we would call home. We have finally booked a house And now we are moving in our luggage To our new house. New Experience We had bought furniture, But we did not know, We did not know that we had to assemble it. So we spent the entire day trying to set up all the pieces. And by the end of the day We were dog tired. Fun it was though. A New School Today is my first day of school. I am going physically to school, After a whole year online. I am very excited. Settled We are finally settled, We have bought what we need at home. I am doing fine in school. Future Today when I look back to last year gone by, It has been really adventurous. My eyes are now set to new goals, To the aims that I have, To the dreams that I want to fulfill, To the success I want to achieve, To the love that I want to spread, I wish the Almighty stands by me, Like he always does, In his hidden subtle ways.
spring
Out of the Pandemic, poetry in seasons by Paridhi, 13 | Part II: Spring 2020
Author’s Statement I started writing this piece as an optional assignment in my seventh grade English class. It was an end of the year assignment. In this piece, I have tried to describe some vivid memories and experiences over the one and a half years during which the COVID-19 virus has put a break on my life. The pandemic has been a turning point in my life. I still have many more experiences to gain in life but I doubt I will ever be able to forget this. A Note from the Editor These poems were submitted to Stone Soup blog as a 40 page collection. I have decided to publish them in weekly installments, breaking them up by the seasons Paridhi established. The artwork I have chosen to accompany each installment was not selected by the author and was originally published in Stone Soup. Part II Spring 2020 Spring (acrylic) By Rebecca Wu, 9 (Medina, WA), published in Stone Soup March 2022 Fortunate Everybody says we have smiling faces, My father flew back to India just in time. Before the US had an outbreak of cases, My father flew back to India just in time. New Norms Our dictionary developed. Face mask, hand sanitizer, social distancing Were the new normal. Our Prime-Minister, Mr. Modi, Was all over the news, Mann-Ki-Baat is what he came up with Fascinating me, With community claps, For boosting confidence; With the lighting of candles, As a symbol of hope. Irony of the Situation I am having quite a time, We are all at home. My father and I, We spend a lot of time together. But when I went to the terrace the other day, The roads suddenly felt quiet as a graveyard. Then I realized— Not everybody must be so blessed as me. The daily wage earners suffering from no work, no food. They and their families must be struggling, Day after day, Night after night. Loss The tickets my father had booked for us, To return to the US, Were canceled. But the money we paid for the tickets Did not find their way back to us. Not so bad after all It is not so bad. My entire big family is safe, We are not completely locked up at home, Venturing outside the house is possible, Though for necessary goods only. And I can play with my father too, For it has been a month since he returned. Birthday The lockdown rules are less strict. Number of Covid cases is under control. It is my uncle’s birthday. Giving him a surprise, Is what runs in my mind. The idea of seeing him after so many days Makes me dance like a free bird. So all stuffed with goodies and a huge cake, We arrive at his building. Not allowed to enter it, We celebrate his birthday on the street.
Spring
I sense a fragrance Like old memories and new Peace drifts through the air Cherry blossoms bloom With memory of winter Lingering softly Lush meadows grow tall As nature opens its eyes Leaves of spring glow green