I gave a lecture today ‘Health Humanities and Nursing’.. in exile in Taiwan. Then I wrote this poem.

That’s how it starts,
waiting out the storm.
A whole year in an ant’s life.
Life gods, gone
deep in the woods.
No longer telling you
the whole dream.
Under closed circuit surveillance,
we try to make sense
of a rainy season.
Now’s not the time to panic,
love as you can.
Golden rules still count.