Home-schooled, appeared overnight,
in the early days, in almost every window
down the street, mushrooming through
Bridging distances with colour, they catch
the eye of the masked passer-by, the foodbank
volunteer, the ambulance driver as she climbs
up to the cab, blue light strafing the scene.
Memes of hope, that we would not isolate
in vain, we would be together again.