Monthly Archives: March 2021

Hula Hooping

Posted on March 21, 2021 by sputterpub

I lied to friends when I was 8 years old.I claimed that I could spin without a dropmy hula hoop a million times. I toldthem once and thought their eyes would pop,but “no” they said, and then I didn’t stoprepeating … Continue reading →

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The Copycat

Posted on March 20, 2021 by sputterpub

I plagiarized a poem when I was 6,I think – perhaps a little older then.I wrote the first 4 lines and tried to fixmy poem by adding a quartet to them.The words I stole were not as good as mine,but … Continue reading →

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First Wisteria

Posted on March 19, 2021 by sputterpub

I saw my first wisteria Mondayat 9 a.m., in 46 degrees.I shot a picture walking, on my wayto stock my pantry with some groceries.The purple blossoms formed a scant arraybut promised spring in Berkeley more than bees.My own wisteria’s a … Continue reading →

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Number 366

Posted on March 18, 2021 by sputterpub

So this is post three hundred sixty-six(I feared the lockdown might last several weeks).I didn’t know uncivil politicswould so beleaguer us the flu would thrive.I’m used to home, and though the mask constrictsmy wind, I’m walking outside anyway.While vaccination may … Continue reading →

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A Medical Catalog

Posted on March 17, 2021 by sputterpub

I got my second shot, but she did not –they took one look and her and said “Not now.”Her eyes were swollen shut, her skin was hot;her doctor doesn’t know the why or how. A client died of Covid – … Continue reading →

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Use It or Lose It

Posted on March 16, 2021 by sputterpub

The dentist asked me how I’d travel home.“I walk.” “Up Market Street?” He looked aghast.But I’ve been walking all my life. I roamthe streets to work or shop. My pace is fastand purposeful – I look and use my ears,and … Continue reading →

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Displacement

Posted on March 15, 2021 by sputterpub

Away and off five days feels like a weekor more, although I’d never opt for homewhen Sam requires company, to speaka bit about big change but mostly playtogether, as he teaches his techniquefor screening semi-terrible cartoons(at least it isn’t Elmo). … Continue reading →

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Returning

Posted on March 14, 2021 by sputterpub

Precious to returnhome, no matter the reasonfor time spent away.

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Anniversary Villanelle

Posted on March 13, 2021 by sputterpub

When we began this fractious quarantine,I feared sequester might exceed three weeks.I never dreamed how plague would intervene. Our fate was like a busted trampoline –we tolerated broken springs and squeakswhen we began this fractious quarantine. Some fell and others … Continue reading →

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My Second Shot

Posted on March 12, 2021 by sputterpub

My second shot, I’m fortunate to write,was painless and no hassle to obtain.The venue wasn’t crowded and the chainof volunteers was organized and tight,directing us with smiles masked but bright,conducting an inoculation train –my second shot. My arm is sore, … Continue reading →

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