Author Archives: sputterpub

Yoga for Writers

I try to practice yoga every day,for finally I’m old enough to getthe value in its calling for outlayof energy less frantic than a setof heart-sped effort metered for display.And yesterday’s has underpinned this rhyme –the posing picked for writers … Continue reading

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Admission of Arrogance

Although I sort this work, I haven’t yetproduced selected stanzas on a theme,a chapbook or a comprehensive set.But I could issue volumes on the streamof my friend’s arrogance. To not forgeta moment when she saw herself, extremeand cocky, and confessed … Continue reading

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A Little Schadenfreude

A friend declared she’s furious abouta minor retail act she disapproves.It minded me how often she will spoutwith indignation, like its flavor moves.The way my mother gathers energyfrom negative emotions, I well know.I turn the scope to next examine me … Continue reading

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Wee Control

It’s obvious, but someone had to teachus to respect his narrow point of view.The man is altered – now his feet can’t reachthe attic or the basement in his home.A stroke six years ago beset, with breachin brain and his … Continue reading

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Summer Cleaning

There spans an oblong redwood deck betweenmy one-room home and mini office shed.I dragged the flexy hose to it, to cleantwo months of droppings off its planks, insteadof calling for the pressure wash I meanto have before this summer goes … Continue reading

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Somebody’s Dogwood

If I had space, I’d plant a dogwood treewhere lemons fail to grow, outside my place.Its leaves and blooms would please abundantly,if I had space. But there’s no room for new roots to embrace,and adding shade would block good light … Continue reading

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Distracted

Thrice seventeen was in my head today,increased a hundredfold, to be exact.It didn’t bear significance, I say,reminding me of neither thought nor fact.But pondering, I spilled to my dismaya little salt. I let that dream distractme mixing saline for a … Continue reading

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Abatement

The first time I had Covid, I took pills,because of age and lung-predicted fate.The side effects felt worse than any illsthe virus brought. So for my second boutI didn’t fill a ‘scrip – I bore the chillsand pleasant fever for … Continue reading

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Slats

I’m heartened to perceive the window blindsinstalled in the adjacent residence.I had no will to disapprove these kindsof added housing units – they make sensein metro areas where meet the mindsand bodies who agree to dwelling dense.But having to my … Continue reading

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Re-Quest

Returning home I have some vacant daysahead this week, with no demanding task.The house is sound, the forecast shows no hazeor heat, the office holds no urgent task.One family is visited, away’sthe others’ situation. I can baskin privacy, in solitude, … Continue reading

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