Ron Padgett said this in his Now You See It poem from back when
(not all that long ago really, but everything feels long ago any more)
back when before the change
before the virus ran rampant across a country and then a globe
who knows, maybe across a universe we are still discovering after all
the before when citizens wore blindfolds of trust for their leaders and
masks built the illusion of security and safety
before
our eyes opened under the scrim of vision through the
veil we’d been walking under collectively there
were those fighting the cobwebbed covering
batting furiously away its billowing before their eyes
others eyes
they have done good work some have begun to see but not
all seeing is honest not
all vision is keened positively where
are the ones now long exhausted the others who
will raise the blinds from the eyes now emerging from the long dark shadows?