Monthly Archives: March 2022

Renée

Posted on March 21, 2022 by sputterpub

It wasn’t that she didn’t like the nameher father chose – she thought it undeserved.She didn’t have a chromosome of claimto French. Her heritage was ghetto lifein Poland, Russia (actually Ukraine),so how could she possess an accent mark?She dropped Renée … Continue reading →

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Advocations

Posted on March 20, 2022 by sputterpub

My mother said that I should practice law.But that won’t work. Although I argue well,she overlooked the mercenary flaw:it’s strictly my beliefs and thoughts I tell.A clump of friends and colleagues tried to sellthe notion teaching classes would fulfill.But I … Continue reading →

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Why I Ride

Posted on March 19, 2022 by sputterpub

The afternoon was long, and I was tiredfrom baby care and talk and little sleep.“I’ll drive you home,” she thanked as she inquiredhow best to help me get to well-earned rest.But I refused the ride, for I desiredthe privacy of … Continue reading →

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On Pavement

Posted on March 18, 2022 by sputterpub

It’s just as well I have to leave my room,for trucks are working on the street today.I wouldn’t mind construction or the zoomof chain-saw pruning, but the endless brayof backups, when we haven’t any ruts,incessant safety signals, have a wayof … Continue reading →

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It Seems Too Soon

Posted on March 17, 2022 by sputterpub

It seems too soon for Daylight time again,but Sunday clocks reset, the backyard strewnwith Prunus petals as I pushed this pen.It seems too soon. Too little rain, and garden dirt a dune –New fires taking trees and oxygen –The light … Continue reading →

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Candle on the Floor

Posted on March 16, 2022 by sputterpub

A candle on the mantel wafted scentbut sat too high for me to see the flame.Aroma permeated air and lentan herbal atmosphere I couldn’t name.I love some folks who light and burn the sameso much their ceiling’s sooty from the … Continue reading →

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Disturbances

Posted on March 15, 2022 by sputterpub

They’re not what I call nightmares, but they’re dreamsI’d rather not remember when I wake.I’m not a bit prophetic but the themesof death or sinking health repel my peace.An infant drowned, a brother lost, extremesof fleeting tragedy, including deaththat happened … Continue reading →

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No Blacklist Please

Posted on March 14, 2022 by sputterpub

Our lives are too complex to be reducedto elegant synopses. Fairy talesare straight; by myths we all can be seduced.But black-and-white applied to being fails.Reality is complicated – loosedat us in living color. Truth entailswe grant it all its spectra … Continue reading →

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Persimmon Leaves

Posted on March 13, 2022 by sputterpub

Persimmon leaves beadthe tips of naked branchesand signify spring.

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Those Absent Minds

Posted on March 12, 2022 by sputterpub

Those absent minds encountered on the streetare resident in bodies of all kinds,and they are not aware. I cannot greetthose absent minds. As if equipped with plugs in ears and blindsfor eyes, all sense devoted to completeattention on their phones … Continue reading →

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