Author Archives: sputterpub

Editing

Posted on February 25, 2023 by sputterpub

I’d like to but I can’t claim that I’m wise.I know what I don’t know, and modestyincreases with my age, to my surprise.But I’ve spent years composing poetry,and metric art is born when I revise –I hear the peal and … Continue reading →

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Careful

Posted on February 24, 2023 by sputterpub

I’m healthy but I need to take more carewith how I eat and drink and move around.I’m better now, inhaling only air,but three score thirteen years have brought profoundadjustments. Overall, my body’s sound,but healing slows and appetites as well.A breeze … Continue reading →

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Tacking

Posted on February 23, 2023 by sputterpub

I thought it was a kindness, every dayto call a friend who’s ailing and alone.I often had to search for things to say –my plate’s still full and so to fill the phonewith items I’d share details – chat awaythe … Continue reading →

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Condensation

Posted on February 22, 2023 by sputterpub

I boiled water for a nasal rinseand fogged my kitchen windows thoroughly.The garden view is looking wintry since,but spring in fact approaches bloomingly,so pollen irritates me, probably,producing mucus and persistent drainthat coats my throat and chokes phlegmatically,distilling a desire for … Continue reading →

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A Sunday in February

Posted on February 21, 2023 by sputterpub

Determined as I was to stay inside,I lasted seven hours. Then the suninvited me to walk – not far or wideand nothing even hinting at a run.Suggestion of the coming vernal tidebeguiled me to witness everyoneon sidewalks in my budding … Continue reading →

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Selfishness (Seemed to Be What’s Right for Me)

Posted on February 20, 2023 by sputterpub

When someone 5 years old assumes the roleof parent to herself, her selfishnessbecomes the theme for every choice she’ll make. If reading fiction grows to be her goal,she’ll opt for English major – nothing lesswill blaze the path through college … Continue reading →

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Photo Lessons

Posted on February 19, 2023 by sputterpub

My dad and brother did photography;my daughter took it up before 15.A crowded field, there wasn’t space for me –I stuck with rhyme and meter for my screen.I sketched and painted too. I honed my sight,and though I liked their … Continue reading →

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Over the Over

Posted on February 18, 2023 by sputterpub

Accused of overvaluing intelligence,I took offense defensive and appalled.The added over didn’t scan. It made no sense.Would she prefer the child’s engine stalled? It took some pondering to comprehend –we’ve talked so long and frequently, we eachresent the other’s certainty. … Continue reading →

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Detox

Posted on February 17, 2023 by sputterpub

All senses of detox most people knowinvolve the matters eaten, drunk or shot(perhaps inhaled). But somehow I forgotwhat interrupts a beneficial flowof vital energy becomes a foeto health that can impede, constrict, or blotall senses. I think I stalled upon … Continue reading →

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The Old Crowd

Posted on February 16, 2023 by sputterpub

The problem with retirement communitiesis they resemble ghettos for the old.The residents exhibit scant diversities,and even if the food’s okay, what’s toldat table are minutia of infirmities,adventures shrunk to where the wheelchair rolled,the ambulance of no return, the eulogies,prescription lists … Continue reading →

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