This arrived in my mailbox, from Joy Gordon, Toronto Canada.
Olive Senior has been sharing poems on Twitter throughout the pandemic in a series called Pandemic Poetry. You can check those out at @olivesenior. B for Breathe was first published as part of Pandemic Poems.
B for Breathe
It takes one's breath away: a man dying during a pandemic that
takes away one's breath, no ventilator but one brave spectator,
his last breath, his need please
taking the knee on the neck from men who from birth breathed in
tainted air, imbibed a foul history, burning crosses
i can't breathe
like the hot breath of anger consuming the cities
that inhaled this before
this white heat this
burning sensation in the throats of
the numerous ones held down and
Come on, George Floyd, breathe in the timeless rhythm of Mother
Earth waiting for you, for all her lost children, for justice