Let's venture out to market stalls
Perched prettily in Wiener Square
Tempting us with tasty fare!
But what is this, amid the trees?
We cannot stroll just as we please
On the asphalt, Sunday morn
It's now one-way, chalk arrows drawn ...
Fruit and veg stacked up with flair
Roast chicken odours fill the air
Jams and clothes are on display
But - there are gaps along the way ...
The atmosphere is quiet, subdued
Despite the August sun, the mood
Is slightly cautious, people walk
In single file, there's not much talk.
Is this the shape of things to come?
Fear of contagion worries some
Corona lurks but bides its time ...
We mask up well - why risk a fine?*
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
* €250 - COVID restrictions
People queue for ready-cooked chicken!
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