Day 8: 6.00pm

LINDA – A POEM
JUDY – A PHOTOGRAPH
CAROLINE – AN ART PIECE
6pm
 
Meet me at six after the war!
Švejk considered the offer,
Maybe he would be running late.
Vodička asked should he wait?
They agreed on six pm.
 
The Good Soldier went his way.
And the old sapper departed.
Maybe they would arrive too late.
Maybe he would never see his soulmate.
But he remembered six pm.
 
Švejk had many fateful adventures.
And his friend had his share too.
Maybe they would die and be both be ‘late’
In the War where young men met their fate.
But they dreamed of six pm.
 
And they waved farewell to The Chalice pub,
Two friends caught up in futile War.
They agreed to meet even if late.
No World War their confidence deflate,
Undiminished human optimism at six pm.
 
Meet me at six after the pandemic!
But what if we are running late?
Let’s agree on six o’clock,
I am happy to sit and wait.

6pm and the birds are watching – Judith Jakes

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