Monthly Archives: May 2020

Renee (HA 55 Trinidad Sonnet)

Posted on May 11, 2020 by sputterpub

I used to dance for glee and exercise at parties, with a lover, or alone. I’d start to move, seduced to close my eyes to better hear and feel the vivid thrum of bass guitar. It wasn’t saxophone that moved … Continue reading →

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Ahead of Myself (HA 54 Trimeric)

Posted on May 10, 2020 by sputterpub

I told myself I’d write a poem a day. I found that each attempt inspired more. I wrote – that triggered words I had to say. Now editing’s become my favorite chore. I found that each attempt inspired more, and … Continue reading →

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Leaking (HA 53 Huitain)

Posted on May 9, 2020 by sputterpub

The quarantine begins to fall apart but then, the word emerged from “40” days, and 53 have finished since the start of house-arrested isolated ways. Our discipline is cracking – spring displays bring people out and home sequester leaks. The … Continue reading →

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Missing You (HA 52 Ovillejo)

Posted on May 8, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m sick of this – to leave my place I mask my face. The social berth is six feet wide, or stay inside. It’s harder than mere loneliness without your kiss. I’m tough but what I really miss are days … Continue reading →

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Attempted Relaxation (HA 51 Italian Sonnet)

Posted on May 7, 2020 by sputterpub

We needn’t agitate about the news, when all we know for sure is we don’t know. Reportage seeks no depth; it tries to flow at us in summaries. For any who’s experienced with something papers choose to tell or anchors … Continue reading →

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Connectivity (HA 50 Rhyme Royal)

Posted on May 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Exposed by ten to some geography, I learned the names of land and water mass, and wondered why we numbered seven seas when all were clearly one. The kids in class had no complaint; I tried not to harass – … Continue reading →

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None Dare Call It (HA 49 Magic 9)

Posted on May 5, 2020 by sputterpub

My father warned about conspiracies when I, 13, attracted to the right, gave credence to dramatic theories. He told me members had to be more smart and able to keep secrets none can squeeze than any I or even he … Continue reading →

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Humming (HA 48 Villanelle)

Posted on May 4, 2020 by sputterpub

The jury’s out, in doubt, about our fate. We note the plants and planet will endure; in other words the hummingbirds elate. Arrested, it’s my lot to isolate within a garden, soothed and yet unsure; the jury’s out, in doubt, … Continue reading →

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Necessary Heaviness (HA 47 Terzanelle)

Posted on May 3, 2020 by sputterpub

I trained myself to purchase what I need and nothing more, because I hate to shop. There’s reason now to change how I proceed. I used to buy the crucial and then stop. I walked and tried to keep the … Continue reading →

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Generations of Money (HA 46 Quintilla)

Posted on May 2, 2020 by sputterpub

When I was young, a quarter bought a double bill of matinee. My parents’ recollections taught the value of a dime; I thought how “cents-able” back in their day. In time I wed; we sought a house. Our parents marveled … Continue reading →

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