Category Archives: Home

Toward Home

When I return I’ll get to be alone.The only hum will come from bugs. I’ll burnsome time on streaming and my telephone,when I return. For solitude I’ve had the time to yearn.Companion comments have devolved to drone;the unintended resting-face is … Continue reading

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Alleviation

I’ve tried with my co-residents for years,to get them to respect, in courtesy,our smattering of shared stuff. It appearsmy efforts just collect futility.They overload the landfill, and don’t bendtheir cardboard back to flat. Economyof space and time don’t with them … Continue reading

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Binutiae

They overfill the garbage bin of late.Each weekend I see signs of their abuse:disposing of compostables and freightthey could recycle, claiming no excuse.My efforts don’t succeed; words are no use.Today I moved that bin to its new space.No longer can … Continue reading

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Atonal Buzz

Construction feet away from my north wallI tolerate. I understand. But pleaseturn off the radio! I’ve made the callbefore, but every time the crew is new(retained as specialists to now installor build the next phase of the A.D.U.),the noise invades … Continue reading

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The Device

Perhaps it’s chance – no sooner did I plugthe gadget in my kitchen outlet thanall signs of critters stopped, without a drugor any hunting/trapping/moving plan.The scritching in the night and morning spancut off. Coincidence, or this device?No pest control need … Continue reading

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Remediation

The noise above my ceiling bothers me.I’m used to seeing animals outside;I like the avian activity,the skunks are cute, opossums I abide.The squirrel vandals and the racoon shitI tolerate – this yard I think’s as muchtheir home as mine, and … Continue reading

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Setting a Low Bar

The ℞ for today is laying low –my hips are tight; my shoulders now complain.My stamina for walking says to slowit down, and here’s a Thursday to refrainfrom any extra effort. I’ll regainmy vigor soon – right now I’ll give … Continue reading

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Modern Windows

We’ve noticed new construction has a changein how they pick the windows to install.Of course they’re double-paned, but it seems strangethe part that can be opened is so small.Likewise, the ADU that’s like a wallabove my deck: most windows that … Continue reading

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The Garden Today

This time of year the garden overgrowsencouraged by the sunlight and the hose.I’m quite content among the green I chose,and former-neighbor gifts of plum and rose.

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Synchrony

I bought my cottage 18 years ago.I fancied its seclusion and the site –it nestles in a corner and there growout front varieties of green delight.There’s peace and quiet here till recently.The boundaries by which my place is tuckednow sport … Continue reading

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