Category Archives: Health

When the Shit Hit the Fan (HA 77 Spenserian Stanza)

Posted on June 2, 2020 by sputterpub

A year ago I bought a ceiling fan as part of the remodel. Ever since I’ve loved it, but five days ago a man who’s dear to me exploded. I’ve had hints he’s overstressed, but that was evidence of someone … Continue reading →

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Dental Debacle? (HA 76)

Posted on June 1, 2020 by sputterpub

Near 14 years ago, my dentist said “You need a root canal,” and touched the spot: “though nothing hurts, before this tooth is dead, before the pain explodes. I kid you not.” By then I understood my gum disease (though … Continue reading →

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Overloads (HA 75 Limerick)

Posted on May 31, 2020 by sputterpub

The virus invaded our city. The federal fuckup’s not pretty. Germ load’s now our mess, Aggravated by stress, And everyone’s outlook is shitty.

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Fear and Sadness (HA 67 Decima)

Posted on May 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I watched a loved one hunker down as soon as house arrest began, embracing a pandemic plan in black-and-white (and shades of brown), amassing safety with a frown while reading stats of dire news. His rigid views did not excuse … Continue reading →

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Gum Disease in Pandemic (HA 66 Rondel)

Posted on May 22, 2020 by sputterpub

My mouth is hurting more today. I may be forced to make that call. I thought I could hold out till all this house arrest had gone away, ignoring ache until dismay along with swelling isn’t small. My mouth is … Continue reading →

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Graduation Party (HA 64 Magic 9)

Posted on May 20, 2020 by sputterpub

I live near college students. Come each fall they take up residence and party some. One year they launched a beer across the wall between us, but they aren’t pests to me. Of course I miss their liveliness – the … Continue reading →

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Frail Memory (HA 63 Curtal Sonnet)

Posted on May 19, 2020 by sputterpub

Remember how we tried to reuse bags? The steps we took avoiding solo drives? Conserving resources for equity, disdaining plastic and employing rags where paper went before, protecting lives of dolphins, reefs of coral majesty? Or are we on the … Continue reading →

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The Phase of Stage 2 (HA 62)

Posted on May 18, 2020 by sputterpub

Progressing to Stage 2, we’d like to know it’s progress, but our only certainty is lack of information. There’s a show on every network, short on strategy and tactics, acting like we’re in a war, and featuring some hospital release … Continue reading →

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Monday Slog (HA 60 Spenserian Stanza)

Posted on May 16, 2020 by sputterpub

I telework on Tuesdays, and of late I spend the next two days in quaranteam. Then Friday is recovery – a date for me alone at home where every dream of comfort rests – I’m resident supreme. On Saturday the … Continue reading →

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Online Shopping (HA 59 Ottava Rima)

Posted on May 15, 2020 by sputterpub

I own a blue bandana and received a hand-constructed mask my daughter made. I dislike wearing each. I feel relieved to get back home where solitaire is played and I can touch my face. Of course I’m peeved – beneath … Continue reading →

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