COVIDTRY Poem 03

Noon cannon on Citadel Hill –
Has gone silent

Ironically –
When a new war has begun –
One fought without guns –
But rather with self-isolation

03.29.20

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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.

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Notes to this poem…

Halifax’s historic noon cannon firing is something I’m not exactly keen on, to be honest, living not far from it. However, I thought it ironic that in these times of self-isolation for the COVID-19 pandemic, what’s touted as being a war in some circles, that the war symbolic cannon has gone silent.

On a more practical note, routine is all important in times of massive change and uncertainty. Losing the noon cannon is losing a part of my routine otherwise, to self-isolate around noon to minimize exposure to the sudden blast that isn’t super predictable because it’s always a little bit off noon to anticipate the exact moment.

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