Category Archives: Aging

Laughing as I Sneeze

Posted on February 25, 2022 by sputterpub

I caught the baby’s cold and I feel worsethan she, apparently, because I’m old.(Of course, she can’t communicate in verseor prose, so maybe what I claim’s untrue).I got my body home, where I could nursemyself, and chuckle every time I … Continue reading →

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February Heat Wave

Posted on February 21, 2022 by sputterpub

A winter baby, I have liked the coldas long as I recall. I fantasizeof comfort teemed with blankets, heat controlledby fireplace or furnace, darkened skiesby night or storm. Imagining I’m holedup in a cabin, cozy, satisfies.I’m lucky I grow chiller … Continue reading →

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Herniation

Posted on February 11, 2022 by sputterpub

In over 30 days away from thoseI’m used to hanging with, two days a week,although I exercised after I rosemost days, exhaling with good breath technique,I had occasion for surprise to speakto me – percussively, about my spine.In hoists and … Continue reading →

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Bubble Stretch

Posted on February 8, 2022 by sputterpub

The bubble didn’t burst, but it increasedin volume, now that Omicron has dipped –it made a little room for me at least.They took a test and masks and, so equipped,they drove to my address and then releasedthe hugs our recent … Continue reading →

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Sweep Needs

Posted on February 7, 2022 by sputterpub

There lives an old woman near here,her cottage secluded and dear.But the overhead treepelts her deck with debris –she has to keep sweeping it clear.

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Obscure Clarity

Posted on February 5, 2022 by sputterpub

I penetrated morning fog, and sawa nexus clear as dream and sharp as steam –distinctive link emerged from natural law,delineating to and fro from seem.I peered. I liked. I stepped from theme to scheme.Behind was stale, beyond a beckoningto patience, … Continue reading →

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Lit & Life

Posted on January 26, 2022 by sputterpub

Reading the storieswas better than life,when I was youngand longing to live. Reading the storiesis better than life,now I am oldand remembering.

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She Hates Her Mom

Posted on January 21, 2022 by sputterpub

She hates her mom, resents her, and ignoresher now she’s old and dull and not aware.I told her toxic feeling rusts and scoresthe soul, suggesting that perhaps she’d careimagining severity and soresin mother-history. She won’t go there.Her peace does not … Continue reading →

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My Word

Posted on January 20, 2022 by sputterpub

At 40, when life seemed to run amuckfor everybody’s then and future play,I found I kept reiterating “Fuck!”But I kept living, till there came the daywhen I moved to the mantra of “Ok-a-ay.”Of late our world is worse – beyond … Continue reading →

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Rerun

Posted on January 19, 2022 by sputterpub

I know I’ve mentioned this before, but still,reiterating doesn’t waste a page.I woke this morning nearly feeling ill,or better put, I felt my awful age.I thought I’d skip the exercise, engagein elderly pursuit instead but then,I heeded counsel from my … Continue reading →

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