no pot holders, felt hats, quilt rugs or sourdough to show, and no grand projects done, just these humble haikus that tell the tale of how we lived through this virus its existential despair counting off the days. During the pandemic, Melbourne became the most locked down city in the world, restricting five million people largely to the confines of their homes for months on end. Poet and mental health advocate Sandy Jeffs was one of them. This diary,...
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