Unreal City

Eliot spoke of an “unreal city”.

I could, perhaps, say something witty.

But, in this great city

A second lockdown starts today,

So there is nothing witty

I can say.

Read “The Wasteland”

For Eliot’s command

Of language surpasses mine.

‘Tis a bitter wine,

But, does, perhaps convey

What I wish to say.