We asked Washington writers to share stories, poems, drafts, musings, and other things they’ve been working on during quarantine. Today, a poem from writer and literary activist E. Ethelbert Miller, whose most recent book is If God Invented Baseball.
Please forgive me for forgetting.
I wanted to go outside and look for you.
I was told this was impossible.
I was instructed to stay indoors.
But my words for you need sun.
My heart needs air.
I love you Spring.
I miss your warmth.
Come unlock my door.