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The Zoomies: A Rhyming Poem!
Zoom meetings I have to chair
Have me pacing here to there
All the faces in little boxes
Scare me down to my purple soxs
Nervous nose runs but many tissues
Keep me focused on all the issues
Camera-off spectators love to lurk
Swim by themselves in the chat murk
40-slide PowerPoints roll my eyes
Presenters love how they’re so wise
Important to be cordial and oh so kind
Never tell anyone we might have whined
On Zoom
For hours
In a hard chair
With cold coffee
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Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
And that’s the truth!
Jan, please send your email address to me at jubob2@hotmail.com… Judy. (And I’ll send you the book in progress.)
not my favorite and hard for me to stay engaged
Perfectly describes every Zoom meeting I’ve been a part of Jan! Not my most favorite place to be.