Author Archives: sputterpub

Sleep Scenes

Posted on November 9, 2011 by sputterpub

I wondered while walking, a few weeks ago, about the origins of our words dream and nightmare. It appears that dream is one of those elemental words, that means itself. You know: the succession of images that pass through your … Continue reading →

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Evolution Valley

Posted on November 8, 2011 by sputterpub

I’m sitting in a valley in the sun, indulging heels that brought me to this place where folks are few and media are none, and all around the planet shows its face to me, with patterned walls of rock and … Continue reading →

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Wondering

Posted on November 7, 2011 by sputterpub

They say whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. They say bad news often works out to be the best thing that could have happened to you. They’re often right. I suspect I was born fierce and skeptical, but maybe … Continue reading →

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Subsonics

Posted on November 4, 2011 by sputterpub

This poem describes why I used to go camping. Nowadays my urges for quiet privacy are satisfied by spending time in my one-room cottage. Can’t you sense pathetic undertones whenever you associate with men? And can’t you hear the women’s … Continue reading →

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The Bard of Wherever

Posted on November 3, 2011 by sputterpub

I really don’t care who wrote the plays and sonnets we attribute to Shakespeare. It’s not like we’re paying royalties to his family. It would be satisfying to grant credit where it’s due, but that’s not what’s important. The work … Continue reading →

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If I Were a Job Creator

Posted on November 2, 2011 by sputterpub

I’ve mentioned it recently, but I really must insist: No. We can’t let this one get by us. “Rich” does not equal “job creator.” We all know that the big companies, already enjoying tax subsidies, have cut the number of … Continue reading →

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Loco-motion

Posted on November 1, 2011 by sputterpub

There’s alteration everywhere and nothing steady yet. The shape of life is changing every day. The mode is metamorphosis and never can be set to animate in any other way. The planet moves; the creatures eat & grow & breed … Continue reading →

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Ghostbuster

Posted on October 31, 2011 by sputterpub

I was listening to KFOG the morning of May 13 this year. It was a Friday, so the talk between the music was about subjects superstitious. The featured guest was a ghost expert and the featured listener paid partial attention. … Continue reading →

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Western Fare

Posted on October 28, 2011 by sputterpub

She walks outside at 3 this afternoon upon a sidewalk carpeted with leaves, observing that the winter’s coming soon; it’s suddenly too cool for T-shirt sleeves. An apple is reducing in her hand as she ingests each tart and crispy … Continue reading →

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Boxing with Boxes

Posted on October 27, 2011 by sputterpub

My Berkeley cottage is one of five small homes on the property. We’re legally a condominium development but we’re so small we run it informally. No one pays dues. I guess I’m the “HOA,” because I handle the common bills … Continue reading →

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