Category Archives: Coronaverse

Service Usurpers

Posted on September 12, 2021 by sputterpub

They planned to take a road trip to the coast.Pandemic urged them turn away from flightsand places crowds buy tickets for, and mostamusements that had long-bestowed delights.But then the chance of accident made toastof their intentions. Folks who harbored frightsof … Continue reading →

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Cancellation

Posted on August 3, 2021 by sputterpub

My calendar got easier last night.My offspring have decided not to flyacross the country, toward the virus blightthat dominates Southeast. Now some may crythey’ll miss a wedding ceremony. Right.They won’t expose the baby or defythe odds and carry back a … Continue reading →

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Now What?

Posted on August 2, 2021 by sputterpub

So if I understand the late reports,the shot may not be everything we need.Preliminary testing shows it thwartsinflammatory storm and, yes indeed,reduces virulence, but my newsfeedsuggests the viral load in every nosecan harm our little loved ones and impedereturn to … Continue reading →

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Push

Posted on July 25, 2021 by sputterpub

About to modify my week’s routine,about to leave my nest to board a plane,I hover like a hummingbird betweentwo blossoms that will fuel me as they drainmy introverted energy. The strainof leaving sanctuary is the priceI’ll pay for love and … Continue reading →

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For Just One Day

Posted on July 13, 2021 by sputterpub

For just one day, it’s feeling normal here.We’re summer cool, beneath a sky of grayat dawn and dusk, at midday mild, clear.For just one day. I’m smelling skunk but didn’t see the spray.My garden tenants thrive – they all appearto … Continue reading →

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Tickets

Posted on June 28, 2021 by sputterpub

I booked an airplane trip. In 40 daysI’ll fly to visit family I love.For 18 months we’ve only had displayson FaceTime, but I needed quite a shoveto pick the flight. We’re opening all waysright now. So in a month I’ll … Continue reading →

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No Signal

Posted on June 27, 2021 by sputterpub

One fact about the virus lockdown wasmost days resembled those that came before.We stayed apart, and masked, and washed, becausewe didn’t have vaccine or ready cure.I FaceTimed many bedtime tales for sure;I waited till the “Ready?” text appeared.But now they’re … Continue reading →

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Trim Time

Posted on June 21, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s near 500 days since I was shorn,and over 50 years since I outgrewattempts to have long hair. I wasn’t bornwith frizzy curls – they came along with newhormones, with dieting and pimples too.I let it grow in quarantine and … Continue reading →

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Opus June Fourteenth

Posted on June 15, 2021 by sputterpub

The number’s Four Five Six: how many dayselapsed from house arrest to June Fifteenof Twenty-one. We’re entering a phaseunmasked, with smaller distances betweenourselves and stranger/neighbors. What our wayswill be unknown, and whether nice or mean.And will I still find grist … Continue reading →

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Laying in Food

Posted on June 10, 2021 by sputterpub

Already living with uncertaintybeyond the usual organic span,with virus plaguing us and frequentlyprovoking changing rules about what canbe done in company, so every planis tentative … And now Mom’s health is skewed.I try for flexible. She gets a scan,while I … Continue reading →

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