Category Archives: Health

House Arrest 23 (Masks)

Posted on April 9, 2020 by sputterpub

Protection’s in N95’s, but wait! We need to save those units for the docs. A surgeon’s mask will decontaminate the air; they need those, too. Whatever blocks the spray of droplets seems good strategy. Last week we didn’t need a … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 22 (Acrostic Rispetto)

Posted on April 8, 2020 by sputterpub

Now all I know must shelter in our places, Or venture out for food and exercising. Most people are restricting their embraces. Our introversion may appear surprising For such a social species, but I wonder: Of benefits that come with … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 21 (Interlocking Rubaiyat)

Posted on April 7, 2020 by sputterpub

It felt severe and drastic when proclaimed, when most of us were sent inside or shamed. “Stay home,” we were directed, “for three weeks.” We hunkered down as world contagion flamed. We’re watching so much news. Whoever speaks has listeners, … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 20 (Service Heptameter)

Posted on April 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Abed I lay at 3 a.m., my worries in full swing, my brain alert, eschewing REM, conjectures wandering. I fantasized about escape from rampant viral flu, but soon recalled the awful shape from graphic points of view. No matter where … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 19 (Heroic Couplets)

Posted on April 5, 2020 by sputterpub

The media reports successive spots where virus graphs condense their dire dots, as if the plague had patterns like a map of weather systems turning on the tap, evoking pollsters analyzing charts of primaries ascendant in our hearts, informing us … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 18 (Terza Rima)

Posted on April 4, 2020 by sputterpub

Alive, we haven’t yet abandoned hope, although we’re half-forsaken, leader-lost, and turning to the power in our soap, by media and propaganda tossed together toward a herd immunity, no matter what the economic cost, to venture in a future none … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 16 (Coronavirus Iris)

Posted on April 2, 2020 by sputterpub

My family has normal temperatures – we understand the power of apart. Awaiting new vaccines and symptom cures, we’re staying in our separate homes but start to suffer cabin fever, one and all. We want to eat together, and embrace … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 14 (Haiku)

Posted on March 31, 2020 by sputterpub

The bug’s holding sway, alas, too long. Keep 6 feet away to succeed.

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House Arrest 12 (Rondine)

Posted on March 29, 2020 by sputterpub

We’re not dead yet, although we weren’t wise. We made our cities grow beyond control, created business body with no soul, threw airplanes packing virus in our skies. The pessimists exhibit no surprise; the cheerful try yet sighing to console … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 11 (Roundel)

Posted on March 28, 2020 by sputterpub

Is this too close to an apocalypse? Have we been travel-arrogant too much? Too global with a handshake and a kiss? Is this too close? The flu we thought we knew was never such. It brought us down but not … Continue reading →

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