Author Archives: sputterpub

Now What?

Posted on August 2, 2021 by sputterpub

So if I understand the late reports,the shot may not be everything we need.Preliminary testing shows it thwartsinflammatory storm and, yes indeed,reduces virulence, but my newsfeedsuggests the viral load in every nosecan harm our little loved ones and impedereturn to … Continue reading →

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Whazzat?

Posted on August 1, 2021 by sputterpub

I’ve heard the bird for weeks but haven’t seenits size and shape, its flight or coloring.I googled corvid calls – I played umpteenrecordings, but don’t recognize this thing.Today I got a glimpse of white-edged wingin glide above the garden, with … Continue reading →

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Warmth

Posted on July 31, 2021 by sputterpub

An aging tabby in the house next doorextends herself on couchback every day,to soak in sunshine warming tan velour.My daughter’s senior dog now has a wayof napping where the furnace warms the floor,as if the spot’s his private heat array.I … Continue reading →

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I Early Chose

Posted on July 30, 2021 by sputterpub

I early chose refusal to a rolethat mis-portrayed the person in my soul.I recollect resisting Mom’s conceits,rejecting school and synagogue entreats,combating tries to channel or cajole. They erred, and I was forced to take control.I knew if being loved was … Continue reading →

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Affectionate Squats

Posted on July 29, 2021 by sputterpub

I like to think I’m agile, but I’m old.I walk a lot. I exercise three ways.But after new exertion, truth be told,my muscles ache, demand a healing phase,and then I’m fresh-astonished. Yesterday’sacquaintance with a baby made me sore!It’s not bad … Continue reading →

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A Dry Wet

Posted on July 28, 2021 by sputterpub

The leaf and leak patrols are out in force.I hear the power mowers, and I seethe EBMUD driver, in his truck of course,on cell phone while awaiting company.Surmising leaks they seek to find the source;our soaring bills denote a mystery.The … Continue reading →

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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Posted on July 27, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m looking for a water leak, but I don’t have the keys.I’m urging other folks to speak, by email, writing “please.”But I of five am still alone – the others won’t affordthe time to work on their own home – … Continue reading →

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Ambients

Posted on July 26, 2021 by sputterpub

The squirrels spiral-argue up the tree,and tearing bark they chitter-bark back down.A giant redwood is their armory,and eucalyptus forms their battleground.Now crowds of crows send raucous caws around,while seagulls croon and chickens mutter-cluck,and chainsaws fill the air with power sound,invading … Continue reading →

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Push

Posted on July 25, 2021 by sputterpub

About to modify my week’s routine,about to leave my nest to board a plane,I hover like a hummingbird betweentwo blossoms that will fuel me as they drainmy introverted energy. The strainof leaving sanctuary is the priceI’ll pay for love and … Continue reading →

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Worst First

Posted on July 24, 2021 by sputterpub

I save the best for last when I’m alone.That may be evidence my toddler needswere not well met. I’m old. I have no boneto pick with folks no longer here or well,but if I could, I’d take the fattest sconethe … Continue reading →

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