Joanne Walton Taverner
Last time, the twenties roared.
They danced and they danced and they danced
Until the tables overturned
And they lay together
Laughing from the floor.
This time, we do not roar.
We howl and we howl and we howl
Until all that’s left are empty eyes
In every window
Of the Zoom call.
Bounds Green Book Writers 