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The late great Elaine Stritch played a season at London’s Old Vic in December 2013 and my mother’s eyebrow twitched when she saw her 75 year old contemporary playing in little more than a man’s shirt, a pair of tights and shiny black high heels. And wasn’t she terrific? “I’m Still Here” she sang, and it meant so much to us all. What do we have left, if not stories? Down below, from a time of high Covid anxiety, the video poems retain some of those jagged emotions.