Robert Allen - Issue 37
- Charlie Cawte

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Robert Paul Allen lives on a lake near the coast of Maine. He has been a serious poet for the past ten years and has published over 50 poems. He has written two chapbooks “Between the Panes” and more recently “Full Circle” published in June 2025. He writes because he enjoys it. He enjoys it because he is keeping memories of people, places, and events alive through word pictures.
Filling In the Lines
When the virus arrived in our town,
death dominated the news.
It wasn’t just the elderly, the infirm,
but healthy adults, children too.
Professionals wondered, had their time passed?
For some, the die had been cast.
A few retirees traded in golf shirts
to return in scrubs. The exec
scrambled for gear to safeguard
patients and staff. As the epidemic
punched holes in the line, the places of the dead
were filled by those ready
to commit. For them it was a calling
to help the afflicted breathe
and not lose hope. In fear of bringing
the virus in to feast
on their families, doctors and nurses
showered outdoors with hoses, covered
themselves with Purell, donned clean clothes
before entering their homes.
When some fell ill, despite precautions,
others without being bulldozed,
stepped in to fill the gaps, took extra shifts,
knowing first-hand the risks.
They weren’t feted on the front pages
but were acknowledged champions
to the stricken and their families.
They’re our heroes and heroines,
the brave ones, others foremost in their minds,
who reported to fill in the lines.



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