Author Archives: sputterpub

Passages

A bit concerned about last night’s report –her cracking voice, fatigue so evident,a mess she tried to clean of vile sort –and knowing that I have no precedentfor how the 99-year olds comportthemselves (without a time line prevalent),I carried tender … Continue reading

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What Harm’s It Do?

What harm’s it do, imagining a plotthat justifies the actions of the fewI’m contemplating? Whether fact or not,what harm’s it do? I planned to write about the things I knew,but such did not enchant – so I forgotthat tactic and … Continue reading

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Indolescence

Can she be indolent? If it’s a skill,she may need time to find her expertise.Since seventeen the girl’s derived a thrillfrom countering her mother’s harsh decreesof selfishness and laziness. Her willhas led to diligent activitiesthat now appear a form of … Continue reading

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Hype in the Headline

Is this bad journalism, or contemptfor every reader? Someone okayed “hype”to end a headline, like they were exemptfrom objectivity. Of course I gripeto read “ideal”’ as if it were a typeof lukewarm adjective, and see there’s nodistinguishing veracity from tripe.I … Continue reading

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Security

I’ve heard a dog’s the best security,against a village pillager or thiefwho’d breach the door and mess with property,disturb the peace, and give domestic grief.Although they can be noisy, I agree:canine as excellent’s been my belief.Perhaps instead the guarding can … Continue reading

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What Good’s It Do?

What good’s it do, to trumpet your own praise?Is anybody listening to you?What carries weight in each self-serving phrase?What good’s it do? For even if the claims you make are true,they won’t convince a soul. Are there displaysthat can inspire … Continue reading

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Wallpaper

Encountering a pattern on real wallswhile using a salon facility,projects me back. Now memory recallsa time when talent hung where all could seeabove a wainscoting. True paperydesign that can be felt as well as seenprovides a touch so satisfactory,it renders … Continue reading

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Go Figure This

Go figure this – she focused the complainton one of two. Maternal prejudicefrom her is never subtle, nothing faint –go figure this. What she deems cute is dull and obvious.She thinks a gripe and blurts without restraint,and any wound she’ll … Continue reading

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Like Dogwood

I notice Berkeley dogwoods every year,when they put forth their multitudes of bloom.My brother said they cannot flourish here(our air’s too damp, there’s insufficient roomfor roots to find the needed pedosphere),but I don’t see impending any doom.Today I aim to … Continue reading

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Pruned

Chaotic as that photograph appears,my gard’ner spent last week almost a dayengaged with rake and bucket, broom and shears,and filled two bins with what he cleared away.A neighbor planned and planted it ten yearsago, and now the yard’s a lush … Continue reading

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