Author Archives: sputterpub

Tree B Gone

I heard the saw before I reached my blockon Saturday, and wondered at the sound.I turned the corner with a little shock,to see big chunks of trunk be brought to ground.I wondered how the tree had looked, leaf-crowned;I never paid … Continue reading →

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Barnacles

“Benign” the doctor said, as he surveyedthe planes and creases of my ancient skin.“We call them barnacles” his voice conveyed –these torso bumps of decades’ origin.I let my fancy freewheel, and beginto circulate the concept in my skull.I took the … Continue reading →

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The Light at 3

Across the yard, my neighbor has a lightabove her door, but seldom uses it.She’s student-busy and her time is tight,and she has other ways to come or quit.But something sent her out at 3 last night,and suddenly my place and … Continue reading →

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The Absence of the Problem

Remembering a lawsuit long ago,a meritless complaint that went for yearsbefore dismissal (prejudiced!), I knowthat after months of daily stress and fears,when fair relief arrives, the cure is slow.An aggravation long-sustained is dust,but happiness is slow while I adjust.

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Biography of a Partnership

They both were functional but somewhat strange.She processed puzzles differently than most.And he missed conversational exchange(he smiled but would fail to thank a host).Yet he, in natural bent to engineerand she, abrim most days with earnest thought,communicated well, by eye … Continue reading →

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Ambient Dogs

Of late there seem to be more dogs around,more water bowls outside the local stores.A multitude of canines can be foundon leashes, even strollers. They’re outdoorson walks, in restaurants, and undergroundon public transit. Most are small in size.But yesterday I … Continue reading →

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7 Months

Exactly 7 months ago, the breachoccurred. My little office was ransacked.The violation hurt but didn’t reachthe level of catastrophe. In factI’d grown too comfortable alone and mute,and careless with my shed security.I noticed but I didn’t miss the loot,except for … Continue reading →

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Replacing Plates

They list as “saucer” what’s a mini-plate,without a rim in which a cup can sit.I owned a stack of them, and found them greatfor whisking vinaigrettes, appropriateconveyers for my snacks. But stoneware fateis fall-and-break, or cracks that make them quit.In … Continue reading →

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To My Left Foot

The benefit to size in leg and footand ankle no one could describe as slenderis sturdiness, for even when I putmy sole down crookedly, it’s never tender,till recently. Recovering from stumble(I didn’t fall), I must have wrenched within.Advancing age reminds … Continue reading →

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In Process Progress

Until I checked and saw the welcome phrase,I didn’t know how much my peace was wrecked.I’d wasted months and suffered more delays,until I checked. At first Manhattan led me to expectif I’d apply and give them 90 days,they’d honor what … Continue reading →

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