Category Archives: Coronaverse

More Screen Time

Posted on January 24, 2021 by sputterpub

My BFF is nearly 4 years oldand Covid has deprived him, like his friends,of preschool, parties, libraries. He’s holedat home, and though he’s bright and comprehendsrestrictions, he’s excited by a gamehis parents won’t allow us to enjoy.“He gets too manic” … Continue reading →

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Beyond the Tipping Point

Posted on January 23, 2021 by sputterpub

I don’t think Dad was right about the threatthat comes from sitting near the TV set,or danger to my eyesight if I readin dim light (sneaking stories into bed).But of the bigger subjects he spoke true,like parent negligence that causes … Continue reading →

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Mutation Rate

Posted on January 22, 2021 by sputterpub

So first we made the world a petri dish:with global travel, population growthcondensed in cities; added catalystsof processed foods that benefitted boththe rich and powerful instead of kids;invented ways to propagate false news,appealing to what honesty forbids,portraying shades of gray … Continue reading →

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Toddler Excitement

Posted on January 16, 2021 by sputterpub

Two days a week I’m with my toddler friend.We bake low-carb, we read, we do some art.We act out scenes, we travel in pretend,but nothing grabs him like that iPad game.He chatters about graphics as we spenda quarter hour at … Continue reading →

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Writing on Empty

Posted on January 13, 2021 by sputterpub

A poet needs a topic or a theme,and I don’t want to write on politicsor public health, or flu without a fix. The last ten months inspire me to scream,with soaring sick and deadly leader tricks.A poet needs a topic … Continue reading →

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O’s Words

Posted on January 12, 2021 by sputterpub

My hair consultant visited last week,but not to cut the Covid mane I’ve grown.She brought me product, and we stood to speaksix feet apart and masked, outside my home.She’s middle-aged and smart, self-made and skilled.Ten months ago is when she … Continue reading →

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2021 Calendar

Posted on January 11, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s time to annotate my calendar,although I may be jotting fruitlessly.It’s yet too soon to plan where I can be. We seem to have vaccines but not a cure.We seem to have misplaced civility.It’s time to annotate my calendar,although I … Continue reading →

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Amorphous Unease

Posted on January 10, 2021 by sputterpub

I woke up feeling like I had too muchto do today, too driven and too pressed.That’s odd because I’m locked inside, with sucha surge in virus that I’ll host no guestand go nowhere, agreeing that I’m bestoff staying safe and … Continue reading →

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Olding

Posted on January 9, 2021 by sputterpub

We didn’t know our mom would live so long,who lost her mother while gestating me.But till the virus she was going strong,although that struck coincidentallywith normal wear that’s no calamity:her parts became too tenuous to fix.She daylight falls asleep so … Continue reading →

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Big Puzzle Little House

Posted on January 8, 2021 by sputterpub

We build a puzzle every New Year’s Eve.It started in my husband’s parents’ placemore years ago than many will believe,when they were still alive, before disgrace,divorce and scandal altered gatherings.My daughter loves tradition, so she buysa jigsaw puzzle with the … Continue reading →

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