Author Archives: sputterpub

Naked Limbs

My route to BART is level, scenic, fine.It passes through two neighborhoods of storesand blocks of homes and gardens that alignwith asphalt streets and concrete walks. Outdoorsis lovely all the way, adorned with scoresof trees. I notice one specifically:well-shaped and … Continue reading

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Bone Yard

While reading news about how far we’ve sunk,I heard a thud of something hit the deck.I looked to find the reason for the clunk,and there was evidence of body wreckthat dropped from high. It wasn’t any skunk.A squirrel or raccoon … Continue reading

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The Wisteria Surprise

Wisteria I purchased to replacean older plant that was a casualtyof tradesmen working in this crowded space,is trying in my shady yard to bea healthy specimen, with purple laceabloom in spring. That’s the varietywe planted, so I’m startled by this … Continue reading

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Walking Wounded

My head’s okay although I took a fall,misstepping off a curb the other day.A little trip, and now the wounds appall(my head’s okay). My palms and knees and face wear an arrayof bruises; both my shoulders ache; I haulmy form … Continue reading

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Gulliver and the Antinatalists

My bachelor’s thesis, 50 years ago,compared three misanthropes in English lit.I remet Fielding’s hermit, got to knowGreek Timon, and read Gulliver’s emit.The first and second came to hate their kindwhen fortune failed and former friends forsook,but Swift’s creation had his … Continue reading

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Usurping Authority

The father told the son “Remove your hood,”and I believe my visage disagreed,so I’m the one admonished. I’m no good –usurping Dad’s authority, indeed!Another Pop another time decreeda bedtime story done (at quarter length).Then I was warned I’d best not … Continue reading

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I’m Sorry Now

I’m sorry now I wasn’t kinder then.I would have blocked his lust if I knew how,but I was inexperienced with men.I’m sorry now. Permitting moves I’d rather not allow,I acted rashly mean and harshly, whenthere might have been a better … Continue reading

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Ego Strength

Weak ego takes offense so readily,it gathers insult from a shrug or glance.It notices the careless frequently,and seldom gives impersonal a chance.Identifying disrespect not meant,it quarrels and it quibbles, whines or yells.Its insecurity’s a monumentto ignorance and fragile temper spells. … Continue reading

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Web Stats

They broke the news to me like it was smart –no bunk beds would be purchased for the roomthe kids will share. They thought they’d done their partby research on the Web. They both assumethe stats are worthy guides, but … Continue reading

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This Season’s Cold

Six weeks ago I caught a wicked cold.Its tenure was severe but it was brief.It sapped my stamina and made me old,but three days past I welcomed some relief.It lingered then with symptoms almost gone,and left me to myself within … Continue reading

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