Author Archives: sputterpub

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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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Return

Invited to survey my every sense,I felt a twinge of warning in my spine,the fire on my left, and no offensereceived or sent to others. Peace was mine,and music was the rain – a bit intenseand coursing down the glass, … Continue reading

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Abandoned App

I like to think the algorithm’s pained,for I deleted, unsubscribed, and left.I know that’s fanciful – my son explainedthe tech – but still, the program acts bereftat my abandonment – a course disdainedafter my selfish use, a loss like theft.I … Continue reading

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Well Being

I have a day at home in perfect poise,with lovely rain outside and warmth within.I stretch, and am not bothered by the noiseof others, or complaint beneath my skin.I know the family has food and toyssufficient, and I feel the … Continue reading

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Zero Sum

If life’s a game, and winners play each round,a scheme as heartless as, by any name,divinity, barbarities abound.If life’s a game. Your tears fuel poetry but have no claimto better life or more extensive ground.Survival’s often traveling with shame. So … Continue reading

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Year End

Regardless of the date I post this poem,I typed it on December 31st.Expecting rain, I edited at home,the place where I’m most likely to be versed.Without an outside aim, I’ll be immersedin words and in a bath with bomb and … Continue reading

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