Author Archives: sputterpub

Alleviation

Posted on September 24, 2024 by sputterpub

I’ve tried with my co-residents for years,to get them to respect, in courtesy,our smattering of shared stuff. It appearsmy efforts just collect futility.They overload the landfill, and don’t bendtheir cardboard back to flat. Economyof space and time don’t with them … Continue reading →

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Deciding

Posted on September 23, 2024 by sputterpub

When Covid started and we stayed inside,I aimed to post a stanza every day.To meet that goal I sought verse forms, and trieda multitude of rhyme and meter schemes.The effort reimbursed me with a widecollection – inventory I can work.For … Continue reading →

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Binutiae

Posted on September 22, 2024 by sputterpub

They overfill the garbage bin of late.Each weekend I see signs of their abuse:disposing of compostables and freightthey could recycle, claiming no excuse.My efforts don’t succeed; words are no use.Today I moved that bin to its new space.No longer can … Continue reading →

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Streakage

Posted on September 21, 2024 by sputterpub

A streak that’s an encouragement at first,infusing effort when the spirits flag,can ultimately morph into the worstpropulsion forcing sorry work: a dragthat’s holding back, compulsion weirdly nursedto shrink, reversing growth from stretch to sag.I contemplate two weeks away, and thinkit … Continue reading →

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Atonal Buzz

Posted on September 20, 2024 by sputterpub

Construction feet away from my north wallI tolerate. I understand. But pleaseturn off the radio! I’ve made the callbefore, but every time the crew is new(retained as specialists to now installor build the next phase of the A.D.U.),the noise invades … Continue reading →

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Staying Down

Posted on September 19, 2024 by sputterpub

I’ve recently been spending time amongacquaintances who aren’t doing well.I’m sorry, but I try to hold my tongue,show sympathy, and don’t attempt to tellthem they could stretch their necks and breathe a spellof self-esteem and -care that’s nourishing.I’ve seen their … Continue reading →

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Signs of Light

Posted on September 18, 2024 by sputterpub

The structure that was built just east of me,apparently completed weeks ago,has shown few signs of any tenancy.The light at 3 a.m. appears to glowby some robotic timer’s agency.But yesterday I saw a flash – a showof bathroom light flipped … Continue reading →

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My New Salon

Posted on September 17, 2024 by sputterpub

Like most, when we were told to stay inside,it interrupted hair cuts for a while.Accepting that, embracing germicide,I let my gray hair grow, and soon no stylegave me new ideas (and anyway,who saw?) In time some cuts resumed – by … Continue reading →

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Small Changes

Posted on September 16, 2024 by sputterpub

I’m moving slower, but it’s not becauseI’m older or in pain or feel unwell.Avoiding careless injury and flawsin attitude – now grace begins to gelin me – a microchange in every cell.The dashing never won me any boon –it only … Continue reading →

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Bon Voyage

Posted on September 15, 2024 by sputterpub

Three weeks from now I’ll be away from here,near midway through a tantalizing trip.I used to travel thus most every year,the chosen mode quite often via ship.But Covid intervened with crowding fear,with age and caution acting like a whipthat drove … Continue reading →

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