Category Archives: Coronaverse

Cautious

Posted on January 29, 2022 by sputterpub

The news reports they listen to or readare erudite or academic sorts,that fuel their fears and act like chicken feed –the news reports. That 1 in 12 tests positive distortsperspective, by ignoring that indeed11 stand beside as viral thwarts. They’ve … Continue reading →

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Blur

Posted on January 28, 2022 by sputterpub

What day is it today? I used to know –I opened up my calendar and looked.I listed tasks and charted errands, soI wouldn’t waste a step or miss a bookedappointment. Now is otherwise, and no –it’s not retirement. My brain’s … Continue reading →

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Early Vocabulary

Posted on January 27, 2022 by sputterpub

Attempting to record precocious speechat nearly 5, I note for “ignorant”he coined “unknowingful,” which has more reach,I think, and better catches what is meant.And lately, as our Portal time is spent,we look ahead to when this surge has moved.We’re separated … Continue reading →

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Typhoid Tuesday

Posted on January 25, 2022 by sputterpub

I call it Typhoid Tuesday nowadays(for sure I’m aiming to alliterate),as dread Coronavirus wends all waysand keeps me mostly home again of late.One day in seven I associatewith others – work and dining comes about.Returning home I have to isolate,but … Continue reading →

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The Avocado Hunt

Posted on January 24, 2022 by sputterpub

I avocado-hunted yesterday.Abundance is no January theme,but I attempt to make my salads gaythese homebound weeks, and avocados seema treat, in guac or served most any way.I captured four. I know their color scheme –organic local’s large and incomplete,but three … Continue reading →

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Unripe

Posted on January 18, 2022 by sputterpub

Been making salad all these homebound days –tomato, lettuce, cucumber, and seeds,balsamic-dressed, with grated cheese arrays,and avocado (most my body needs).But as this plague obnoxiously proceeds,there had to come a day without the last.Postponing unripe fruit for future feeds,with thinner … Continue reading →

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Subjectivity

Posted on January 17, 2022 by sputterpub

It’s anecdotal – my experienceof how the world is doing around here.I don’t have stats – I may not make good sensebut then again, the news airs pain and fear,and government has lost the nation’s trust –its agencies are jokes … Continue reading →

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The Freakest Link

Posted on January 16, 2022 by sputterpub

With Covid socializing, there’s a rule,unspoken but complied with in my crowd.Without offense or aiming to be cruel,the most conservative prevail. Endowedwith kids or stuck in caution’s vestibule,the edge of spectrum says what’s not allowed,and sometimes makes me glad to … Continue reading →

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This Surge

Posted on January 11, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m writing down what you already know –with virus surging, all should isolate.It’s safest in your home, but if you gooutside, then wear a mask and guard your space.It’s time again to stem your social flow,to try to keep your … Continue reading →

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Careful Again

Posted on January 10, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m being really careful yet again,for though I never dropped the mask and space,I did relax the isolation whenI’d had my shots. I dared to then embrace.I dined inside and laughing, face to face,and saw the wraith of normalcy emerge.But … Continue reading →

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