Author Archives: sputterpub

Cash

With 7 C-notes, that’s how she repaidme for 3 months of handling common bills.But it’s been years since I engaged in tradeinvolving currency. To shop instillsthe custom that the customer fulfillsa debt with card or smartphone. I’m too oldto want … Continue reading

Posted in Home, Money Stuff, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

A Little Change, An Extra Day

The Wednesday visit pays a low return –we’ve little time together, and it’s latewhen I get home. I better answer yearnto interact when we can activatea weekend morning – cottage club’s our datefor hours playing, reading, loving time.I cancelled Wednesday … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Family, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Better Drainage

I don’t ignore the changes to my site.I used to take on water through the brickor on an oaken threshold. At the heightof rainy season, ants ran fast and bold(I thought of flooded nest and swampy cold).I didn’t want that … Continue reading

Posted in Home, Neighborhood, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Memento Momenta

We took our January birthday meala bay away and in a favorite placefrom decades back. It still has its appeal –though pricey, we can see each other’s faceand hear all words and greet the waiter’s gracenostalgia-blissed. As well as normal … Continue reading

Posted in Food, Personality, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Returning Home

Returning home from family once more,I lock, I lower shade, I crank the chrometo draw a bath to warm my chilly core.Returning home. Not too agoraphobic, my syndromeis homing ever after I explore.And like today, I say it in a … Continue reading

Posted in Home, Personality, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Twenty Twenty-six

Near ten days into Twenty Twenty-sixI finished with the circum-holidays.The fetes were done, and down were candle wicks,the birthdays celebrated, and the mazeof novelties were solved. I need no fix –I’m feeling fine – I’m readying to blazea path projected … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Health, Poetry, Writing | Tagged | Leave a comment

The New Recipe

I used to think the barrier to proseat length was lack of patience for the plotproceeding at the pace it should. I choseshort forms instead, accepting what I’m not.But as I edge toward days when I’ll composewithout a detailed outline, … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Cognition, Poetry, Writing | Tagged | Leave a comment

In Appreciation

I cannot be more fortunate than this:6 days alone at home, with spates of rainoutside. By emailed love and texted kissI was beset, with much to entertain.In solitude I reveled, and the blisswas more than I can fluently explain.I venture … Continue reading

Posted in Home, Personality, Poetry, Weather | Tagged | Leave a comment

Six Days Off

My almost-week alone was very nice.I slept so much at night I took no nap.I didn’t overuse any device,but typed and solved and screened enough. One appI glad-deleted. Masked and bombed I thriceindulged. Of restlessness I had no scrap,while anger … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Personality, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Jay

I saw a scrub jay on the deck. That’s rare –I never winter-spotted one before.A lookup says they’re common – but I starewith interest out my windows all the morenow I’m retired, and in fact it’s fairto state, since Covid … Continue reading

Posted in Critters, Home, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment