Category Archives: Health

Writing on Empty

Posted on January 13, 2021 by sputterpub

A poet needs a topic or a theme,and I don’t want to write on politicsor public health, or flu without a fix. The last ten months inspire me to scream,with soaring sick and deadly leader tricks.A poet needs a topic … Continue reading →

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2021 Calendar

Posted on January 11, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s time to annotate my calendar,although I may be jotting fruitlessly.It’s yet too soon to plan where I can be. We seem to have vaccines but not a cure.We seem to have misplaced civility.It’s time to annotate my calendar,although I … Continue reading →

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Amorphous Unease

Posted on January 10, 2021 by sputterpub

I woke up feeling like I had too muchto do today, too driven and too pressed.That’s odd because I’m locked inside, with sucha surge in virus that I’ll host no guestand go nowhere, agreeing that I’m bestoff staying safe and … Continue reading →

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Chores

Posted on January 4, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m fortunate. I really shouldn’t rant,but Monday mornings are intense and tough.Committed to long exercise, I can’tbe Sunday sedentary. That’s a roughreality, but add to it the store,for usually I’m mostly out of food.I have to hike an hour to … Continue reading →

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Statistics

Posted on January 1, 2021 by sputterpub

We didn’t track the AQI, untilthe fires grew so frequent and nearby.With Covid now increasing daily kill,we pay attention to how many die. Some commentators claim deaths don’t exceedthe normal numbers (yes I sometimes readthe radical, the way my brother … Continue reading →

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No Colds

Posted on December 28, 2020 by sputterpub

A year ago I thought I caught a cold,except it never moved the way mine do.Bronchitis didn’t come. My body toldme virus penetrated, moving throughmy upper torso to pollute my gut.I’m old and never felt that way till then.It took … Continue reading →

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Year End

Posted on December 27, 2020 by sputterpub

The beat goes on no matter what we do.Tomorrow keeps on following today.Supposing we recover and get throughcatastrophes that press on us, we maybe certain new emergencies will rise,predictable, erupting in surprise,demanding smart response or dreadful fee,and modifying paths for … Continue reading →

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Cough

Posted on December 26, 2020 by sputterpub

Apparently there’s peril in a cough,if chronic and emitted by an oldex-smoker who asserts she knocked it offbut still bums hits (her habit is paroledwhich should be locked for life). It isn’t boldto finally and permanently steminhaling smoke. My breath … Continue reading →

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I Couldn’t Have Been More Wrong

Posted on December 25, 2020 by sputterpub

When I was young I thought I had good teeth.I felt my hands were handsome, in my prime.I didn’t dream of damage far beneathmy gums, or plumpness suctioned out by time.I thought my lumbar wouldn’t give me pain –my bottom-heavy … Continue reading →

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One Medical

Posted on December 24, 2020 by sputterpub

I hadn’t seen a doctor in two years.I know I’m wearing old and should be screened,but mine retired. I was in arrearstwo months before the virus intervened. I found a new practitioner and wentlast week to meet and check my … Continue reading →

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