Category Archives: Coronaverse

Inventory (HA 112 Magic 9)

Posted on July 7, 2020 by sputterpub

Supposed to be a simple exercise, composing every day a formal poem in house arrest, I guess it’s no surprise the longer quarantined the more I make. So far one hundred and eleven tries – the quantity outgrows a catalogue. … Continue reading →

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Stunned (HA 111 Dactyls)

Posted on July 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Isn’t it stunning, how stupid he is? Ignorance married to bad attitude, fully incapable – losing at biz, only exampling how to be crude. Isn’t it stunning, how dreadful they are? Failing to dump him, not even for us, acting … Continue reading →

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Pretending (HA 110 Sestina)

Posted on July 5, 2020 by sputterpub

It takes a while for catastrophe to be accepted by the human mind. We may react reflexively at once, the way we mindlessly pull back from burn, but full acceptance is a slower deal. At first we try to bargain … Continue reading →

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Another Trivial Complaint (HA 109 Haiku)

Posted on July 4, 2020 by sputterpub

Appreciating crows above my redwood deck I loathe their white shit

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Magnolia St (HA 108 Spenserian Stanza)

Posted on July 3, 2020 by sputterpub

I walked for errands till this house arrest removed most business from my every day. I chose my route deliberately, for best in garden sights and local tree array. But when I crossed a busy street, my way was quite … Continue reading →

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Hissy Fits (HA 107)

Posted on July 2, 2020 by sputterpub

What is this tendency to not attempt? My mom and BFF both seem the same, the way they fling, as if they were exempt from trying harder. Each will make the claim of age. It’s like she has by now … Continue reading →

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A Trivial Complaint (HA 106 Magic 9)

Posted on July 1, 2020 by sputterpub

I’ve dealt with worse incursions in the past – mosquito scouts and rodent mites and ants. Perhaps my irritation should be classed a side effect of house arrest, but I’m annoyed by common houseflies neither fast nor big: each easy … Continue reading →

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Storytime (HA 105 Ottava Rima)

Posted on June 30, 2020 by sputterpub

His new book features folks of varied hues among race heroes in our history, appealing to adults, less to amuse than educate (or wake?) a viewer 3 years old or so. But 3 thinks he’s to choose his favorite color … Continue reading →

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T-Cells (HA 104 Almost-Pushkin Sonnet)

Posted on June 29, 2020 by sputterpub

When I encounter an idea that tacks some sense into phenomena observed, and isn’t contradicted by the facts, I think that clear attention is deserved. About this virus, all we know for sure (besides the absence of vaccine or cure) … Continue reading →

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Disbarr (HA 103 Triolet)

Posted on June 28, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m hearing commentators voice surprise at stupid lack of strategy from Barr. Did they forget that chiefs just supervise? I’m hearing commentators voice surprise, but rainmakers are neither sharp nor wise (their loss of will and skill to work is … Continue reading →

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