Author Archives: sputterpub

Scone

Posted on February 15, 2022 by sputterpub

Securing more ricotta to explore,I baked with herbs and egg a low-carb scone.I cut rosemary sprigs outside my door,and trimmed the thyme I bought and toted home.Green onions finely chopped and almond flourwere whisked with egg and cheese to make … Continue reading →

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Near Two Years

Posted on February 14, 2022 by sputterpub

It’s nearly been 2 years since we were freeto interact in person or in place.The virus and the rudeness wreck the race. We thought in terms of weeks for you and me –restricted from a visit face to face.It’s nearly … Continue reading →

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Choreography

Posted on February 13, 2022 by sputterpub

If moving two steps forward/one step backdescribes a lack of progress in complaint,discouraging as you renew attack,suggesting where your efforts were too faint,perhaps you should engage in self-restraintand give your chosen strategy a chance.Your progress isn’t obvious or quaint,and now … Continue reading →

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Remember When?

Posted on February 12, 2022 by sputterpub

Remember when a 4 year-old could ailand nobody would run an antigenevaluation? Parents didn’t flail.Remember when? No talk included PCR back then.We caught a cold and griped, but wouldn’t rail.We didn’t fret at viral origin. We never cared what you … Continue reading →

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Herniation

Posted on February 11, 2022 by sputterpub

In over 30 days away from thoseI’m used to hanging with, two days a week,although I exercised after I rosemost days, exhaling with good breath technique,I had occasion for surprise to speakto me – percussively, about my spine.In hoists and … Continue reading →

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For 20 Days

Posted on February 10, 2022 by sputterpub

I write these lines on two two twenty-two.Admiring the number of the date,and knowing 20 days ahead I’ll viewan even longer set, I’ll set a goal(or 2!) for head and heart. Each day I’ll doa little thinking in a foreign … Continue reading →

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Ricotta Cake

Posted on February 9, 2022 by sputterpub

Ricotta lemon muffins were my trywhen I was home alone last week and bored.I wandered to the market but, oh my,I couldn’t find the extract. Walking towardmy kitchen I thought juice could substitute –the Internet confirmed that with advice.Without the … Continue reading →

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Bubble Stretch

Posted on February 8, 2022 by sputterpub

The bubble didn’t burst, but it increasedin volume, now that Omicron has dipped –it made a little room for me at least.They took a test and masks and, so equipped,they drove to my address and then releasedthe hugs our recent … Continue reading →

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Sweep Needs

Posted on February 7, 2022 by sputterpub

There lives an old woman near here,her cottage secluded and dear.But the overhead treepelts her deck with debris –she has to keep sweeping it clear.

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Dream Sense

Posted on February 6, 2022 by sputterpub

I heard awhile ago that when we dream,it’s black-and-white our mind’s eye will depict.But I remember colors, so I deemthat notion incorrect and nothing strict.It’s not like one can test and then predict –the truth is in the dreamer’s sleep … Continue reading →

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