Category Archives: Family

A Good Mail Day

Posted on October 13, 2020 by sputterpub

My regulars got ballots in the mailwhile I awaited mine. It came at last.I carried it inside (the season’s grail),and with it an emotion that surpassedrelief: a postcard sent delivered joy –Arriving with official voting thingswere sentences and stickers from … Continue reading →

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Negligent Evil

Posted on October 8, 2020 by sputterpub

Sure we’re acquainted with incompetence.We think of it as failure to succeed,but left unchecked it’s negligence indeed. We’ve seen it in our exes: lack of senseor sensitivity, and selfish greed –sure we’re acquainted with incompetence(we think of it as failure … Continue reading →

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Life Surprises

Posted on September 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I always thought I’d marry and give birth,but didn’t know I’d wed at 22.And though we didn’t plan, one New Year’s mirthproduced a Virgo girl with eyes of blueand ash-blonde hair, like no one in my clan.When 5 years passed … Continue reading →

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Rubaiyat on Frozen Meat

Posted on September 18, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m not a fan of meat. I never wishfor steak or dogs, and I don’t crave a dishof stew. My mother cooked and tried to feedme flesh – I never cared for more than fish. My favorite meals are based … Continue reading →

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Extended Family Status

Posted on September 14, 2020 by sputterpub

Is this our future now? Will we contendwith summer fires till all fuel has burned?Will conflagration make our weather bend,or weather rend our fortunes overturned?In San Francisco, Berkeley, San Rafael,in Oakland, Portland, Talent, air is hell.The visuals are noxiously obscured … Continue reading →

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The Quarantine Effect

Posted on August 30, 2020 by sputterpub

They quarantined Mom as expected (her cleaning girl tested infected). Away from the store Mom is listening more, and noticing feelings neglected.

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A Little Adult

Posted on August 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I told my toddler buddy he’d be four next time he has a birthday. He replied “and will I be a grownup then?” (Mature for forty months, he’s lately working on the values of our common number lore). “I’m happy … Continue reading →

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The Keyhole

Posted on July 20, 2020 by sputterpub

He has a walk-through bedroom, in between his parents’ and the kitchen’s narrow end. (Their flat is old – Victorian or Queen Anne modified to serve the housing trend). The woodwork is original – the doors have panels, knobs and … Continue reading →

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The Last Time I Die

Posted on July 9, 2020 by sputterpub

I doubt my death will be a pretty sight; I’ve lived too long to make a lovely corpse. Most likely I’ll be in a bed, and might be looking like the sort of beast that warps a grandson’s dream to … 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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