Monthly Archives: April 2021

Conditional Release

Posted on April 20, 2021 by sputterpub

If we believe reports about the shot,I must be 95% immuneright now, but no one knows how long we’ve gotbefore protection lapses, or how soona variant will conquer. May and Juneare clear for me – July without a doubt.I’d better … Continue reading →

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The Shining

Posted on April 19, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m tidy, and my house is sailboat-small.I spot-clean when I notice pollen, dust,or webby threads. I seldom clean it allat once, but yesterday I tackled much,although I used no mop or alcohol.Removing skylight screens, I worked a brush.I swept and … Continue reading →

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Shove

Posted on April 18, 2021 by sputterpub

The Saturday of silence led to talktoday, when no one heard my voice but me.Deciding to buy groceries, the walkto Star and back framed a soliloquy.I processed irks about some family –annoyance at a relative I love.When I got home, … Continue reading →

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Home Alone

Posted on April 17, 2021 by sputterpub

I haven’t got a thing I want to say.I can’t imagine any companythat might inspire me to talk today,although I diagnose no lethargyor sadness, for my health and sanityappear as well as normal. I don’t moanand can’t complain of any … Continue reading →

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The Girls and the Insects

Posted on April 16, 2021 by sputterpub

The rooms above the place across the yardhave been to grad school coeds rented out.They’re cute, but seem to find their work so hard,they have no time to haul a bin. They doubttheir tenant skills; they both have lived withoutthe … Continue reading →

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Dry Winter

Posted on April 15, 2021 by sputterpub

I can’t control the weather or the sea.I’m powerless to stop the viral spread.My loved ones act like they’re ignoring me,so self-esteem is found in my own head.I’m old enough I don’t bemoan. Instead,accepting drought and doom, I damp my … Continue reading →

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Dissociation

Posted on April 14, 2021 by sputterpub

So much of what I thought I understoodis contradicted by the recent past.My turf was a suburban neighborhood –of course I thought that ambience would last.But values taught as permanent and goodwere post-war pushes, marketed so fastand flashy, flooding on … Continue reading →

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Spring Cleaning

Posted on April 13, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s usually the fall that triggers meto start a project or to modify,but I am springing now – I want to beengaged, outside, among. I long to trymy feet again, at urban liberty.For now, I aim to clean this place, … Continue reading →

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Skipping

Posted on April 12, 2021 by sputterpub

I skipped two days of morning exercise,for Saturday I played at toddler stuff,and Sunday’s when I like to rest my thighsand calves. My aging body gets enoughon weekdays now – this year’s routine suppliesme, works my stamina, is nothing tough.But … Continue reading →

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To Market

Posted on April 11, 2021 by sputterpub

The lights are on across the yard again,illuminating nothing for no eyes,as careless stagers try to merchandise. Accessorizing and arranging whento open house, installing clean disguise,the lights are on across the yard again,illuminating nothing for no eyes. The seats where … Continue reading →

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