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A Blue Light Glows

A blue light glows I never saw before,although I pay attention to what showson every inch of ceiling, wall and floor –a blue light glows. I can’t assume it’s new. I don’t supposea range hood can evolve or mutate – … Continue reading →

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Static Strategy

What can I do, when weather’s cold and grayalthough we’ve passed the very end of May,and age requires weeks instead of daysto mend a little injury? Just praisemy fortune that I have this cozy home,the leisure to compose a little … Continue reading →

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Unknowingful

A 20-something in our H.O.A.reported someone planting in the yard.In fact the man was weeding – “He’s okay:if you don’t understand, just disregard.” And then there’s New York Bill, who hasn’t dwelledon ground floor yet. He claims he doesn’t knowa … Continue reading →

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Two-Toned

Gaslighting me, this Spring the trellis hostswisteria of white, where purple bloomedthree years ago. They dangle like the ghostsof plants I bought from experts who assumedthe petals would be lilac on my postsand lattices. But this is white-costumed.Although the blossoms … Continue reading →

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Meters (2)

Professional, with decades on the job,the contractor described himself to me.I overlooked him looking like a sloband took him at his word, initially.But when he turned to gas utility,he didn’t know that mine was piped exempt.I had to after-teach to … Continue reading →

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Living with No Earthquake Valve

My cottage sits behind a shingled boxthat holds four separate units. They all sharea gas line but my own’s alone. When shocksfrom work around their basement (to repairthe drainage) caused the earthquake valve to trip,I understood why heaters didn’t flame,why … Continue reading →

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A Soft Spot

A week ago, while reading in my chair,the vernal sunshine beckoned me to startthe ceiling fan, and open to warm airthe door of glass beside me. Looking downI noticed withered bugs or dust motes there.I took a cloth and swept … Continue reading →

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Monday Mine

A friend suggested lunch and I agreed.We settled on a Monday meal, althoughI love to spend that day at home, to readand write and edit, talking to myselfas much as I require, want or need.On Sunday late the email hit … Continue reading →

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Time Out

I had a spare hour last Friday at 2.I stretched out full-length on the floor.I didn’t have errands or labor to do,and outside the rain fell some more.The fire glowed orange – its heat was a treat –it’s spring but … Continue reading →

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Near Meeting

One animal is ugly but benign.The other is unwelcome beauty here.Today I watched them nearly meet, and veer. The house cat has a graceful soft design.The young marsupial is slow and drear.One animal is ugly but benign.The other is unwelcome … Continue reading →

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