Category Archives: Family

Analogia

Posted on March 22, 2021 by sputterpub

My father taught us love of analog,in logic, setting levels, any clock.It’s like a science simile – a cogescapement powering, tick-tock,an output with no staggered on/off shock,perceivable to senses from afar.He taught us how to angle and unlocka compass point, … Continue reading →

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Hula Hooping

Posted on March 21, 2021 by sputterpub

I lied to friends when I was 8 years old.I claimed that I could spin without a dropmy hula hoop a million times. I toldthem once and thought their eyes would pop,but “no” they said, and then I didn’t stoprepeating … Continue reading →

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The Copycat

Posted on March 20, 2021 by sputterpub

I plagiarized a poem when I was 6,I think – perhaps a little older then.I wrote the first 4 lines and tried to fixmy poem by adding a quartet to them.The words I stole were not as good as mine,but … Continue reading →

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A Medical Catalog

Posted on March 17, 2021 by sputterpub

I got my second shot, but she did not –they took one look and her and said “Not now.”Her eyes were swollen shut, her skin was hot;her doctor doesn’t know the why or how. A client died of Covid – … Continue reading →

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Displacement

Posted on March 15, 2021 by sputterpub

Away and off five days feels like a weekor more, although I’d never opt for homewhen Sam requires company, to speaka bit about big change but mostly playtogether, as he teaches his techniquefor screening semi-terrible cartoons(at least it isn’t Elmo). … Continue reading →

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Welcome

Posted on March 11, 2021 by sputterpub

I got my second shot a week ago –they say I may in 7 days proceedexploring more of what I used to knowlast year before the fear of flu appeared.Now I’m some time away from home, althoughI’m relatively comfortable right … Continue reading →

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Repetition

Posted on March 4, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s known if monkey see, then monkey do.That’s how small apes and babies learn to be.So watch yourself – your boy is watching you. You act like you expect your words, if true,to be the way he learns. But don’t … Continue reading →

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Snags

Posted on March 1, 2021 by sputterpub

There won’t be interruptions in this streak of daily lockdown posts, but I can see some obstacles that counter my technique, like missing illustrations, capitals at starts of lines, and looks I didn’t seek when posting and composing from my … Continue reading →

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Leaving Lockdown

Posted on February 19, 2021 by sputterpub

I just found out I’ll leave my house for daysnext month, and move in with my child’s kid.It’s near a year since I have parted wayswith customary habits. I’ve been bidto care a little more and close for oneI’ve sheltered … Continue reading →

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Death Goes On

Posted on January 29, 2021 by sputterpub

Besieged by plague 300 days and more,confined by house arrest and shut away,we’re trying to comply, though we abhorthe masks and empty restaurants. We prayfor rescue by the science, and ignorethe claims of idiots. But yesterday,amid the myriads that Covid … Continue reading →

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