We Wear the Mask (Poetry/Reality)

Here’s my assortment of masks waiting for me on the front seat of the car.

That’s REALITY, a temporary address where I don’t really like living for any length of time, as I’d rather dwell in the realm of fairy gardens with doors that open to a gentle forest of everlasting happiness.


How’s everyone doing with the novel Corona virus, now officially called SARS-CoV-2 (Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome Coronavirus 2)

Are you masking up in public?

Have you been to a restaurant?

Have you or anyone you know been exposed and/or tested positive?

Are you still restricting your daily activities?

Are you still washing your hands more than ever?

Disinfection game still at a high level?

• I wear a mask whenever I go to a store. As soon as I walk outside, I take it off.
• No restaurants or bars for me.
• My DILs brother-in-law got it, was extremely sick and hospitalized, it was touch and go but he pulled through.
• I’m in the high risk demographic and haven’t/won’t attend any large gathering and I also stay well away from anyone in public.
• Still washing/disinfecting daily but to be honest, I’ve always been a clean freak, so it’s not a hardship.

Here’s the bottom line…I HATE wearing a mask but I do it to protect myself and others.
Just in case. Kind of the same reason I wear a seatbelt. Or don’t drink and drive. To protect you and me. Just in case.

It’s a small price to pay, whether or not it’s actually necessary, but doctors and medical professionals wear masks and other PPE during surgery and when they’re in the presence of patients who present potentially contagious symptoms, so why not?

Here’s POETRY.

Paul Laurence Dunbar wrote a poem about another kind of mask. He was an amazingly insightful poet.

We Wear the Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
       We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
       We wear the mask!

8 thoughts on “We Wear the Mask (Poetry/Reality)

  1. My family and I are definitely masking up when we go into stores. We haven’t been to any public events or social gatherings. And part of that is because both my husband and son live with social anxiety. Some regular appointments are still virtual while others are in person again (with PPE). I live about an hour from one of the first hot spots in the country, so most people around here are onboard with PPE and social distancing. And we have drive in testing sites that anyone can use, even without being sent by a doctor – and results come back in about 24 hrs.

    Great poem. I’m finding that doing regular healing work means my masks are dissolving. Don’t need them anymore.

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    • Yeah, your area was hit hard. My DIL hasn’t been to a store since March! My son either goes grocery shopping like it’s a combat venture or they get it delivered. He told me about the great testing y’all have-something we don’t have down here. I wish we did. As loud as Theo is, he has social anxiety too (like me) so staying away from people is a relief for him unless he knows someone really well. It must feel so free to sit in your own body and own it without a mask. Love your insight.x

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  2. Masking up when I go inside, masking down when I’m 100 or so feet away or back in in the car if driving. Love the mask varieties you’ve provided yourself. Some fashion choices in there. NO reason to have to look like you’re in the Dentist’s office. Plus, hanging masks in the sun in the window after wearing them. Switching them out. Tossing them after several uses. Kept one in a plastic bag to keep it clean in my pocket between stores. Then, put it on for 3rd use and MILDEW SMELL. Sealed bag environment must have had body versus not and condensate was formed. OFF with that one tossing it straight to the trash. There’s a whole new set of rituals around the mask and the hygiene of the mask. To protect Self and Others. It’s invisible, so you can’t be sure. ANd heck, going to get tested? How many people didn’t have it going to get tested and contracted it AT the test from others. Not throwing caution to the wind, though also very definitely allowing “caution thrown to the wind” to be some anxiety-born driver.

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    • I’m old school. My RN mom extolled the virtues of sunlight for just about everything, from killing germs to sanitizing clothes (I still hang them on the line haha). I also carry wipes and lysol spray for the car. And I wipe all food before it comes in the house, also something my mom used to do. She was BIG on hand washing-sheesh, it was like she planned to perform surgery every day. I teased her a lot but am I grateful to have learned things from her! Stay safe. I actually think I had it in January when I flew back from Seattle; I was sick for a month, but there was nothing on my doc’s radar at that point. Then I miraculously got better just as the news started about Covid.

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      • I’m with you on all points. Shy of performing like surgery prep every day, though close enough.

        I hear you on maybe having it before it was on doctors’ radar. There was approx a month back in late January early February where I had to sleep on my stomach to hang the lungs to be able to get in enough air for 2 1/2 days. Thought it was pneumonia — which is basically just fluid in the lungs. Now, not so sure, though no symptoms since. It’s interesting to me that the flu has all but been wiped out — unless I’m reading things wrong.


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