The Village, Spring and Summer 2020 When the world had gone mad And things were so bad And staying at home was the new going out And life shrank to the size of a screen But if we were lucky we still saw some green in the fields and the gardens we passed when we could. Until everything stopped.   No outings, no meetings No seeing our gran, No chatting to besties or folks in the street, unless they were housemates and under our feet. Like a film that has stuck on one frame we were trapped Right here … Continue reading Not A Poem by Not A Poet