Category Archives: Home

Postage

The detail at the bottom of the stair –a boxy finial on newel wood –was damaged recently and needs repair.My brother says the current workmen shouldwhen finished fix the thing – “it’s only fairto recognize the damage and make good.”But … Continue reading

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Stag Gazer

Returning home at nearly 9 p.m.,I stopped outside to find my entrance key.A movement caught my eye – with no “ahem”I spied an antlered stag observing me.He paused his dinnertime activity.We traded looks respecting sight and space.Then I moved toward … Continue reading

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On August 1st

Last Monday shades of darkness were the rage.I woke to overcast and clots of rain,and then a crew arrived to build a cageof scaffolding around the house in front.They draped it in black netting as they stagethe building for repair … Continue reading

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Fatigued Today

Fatigued today, I’m glad to have some timeat home, where I can nap and bathe and playat solitaire and searching out this rhyme.Fatigued today. I’ll have a lengthy phone call – it’s our wayeach Sunday morning to exchange sublimeor homely … Continue reading

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A Dog Day of Summer

I’m trying laying low at home today.I’ll make an effort to resist each taskI might incline to self-assign, the wayI have since I was 8 or 9 years old.I’ll hide my underwear. I’ll learn to playa new computer game. But … Continue reading

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Percolation

My home is one of five at this address,and I took on responsibilityto pay the common bills, and then assessfrom others what they ought to send to me.The latest invoice had some mystery.I circulated questions. They got shook.But I just … Continue reading

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The Houseguest

My 5-year old best buddy spent the night.Among the stuff he brought – a cuddle friendas long as he, he toted, bedded, whiteand orange, sleepy-faced, and at the endabandoned, on departure out of sighta moment, left for me to apprehend.It’s … Continue reading

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All Hail the Bin Emptiers

It’s good they empty bins on holidays,because we missed the service here all week.The water workers blocked the block both ways,when we had extra garbage from the slobswho occupied upstairs, who said the phrase“I’m sorry” glibly while they never sharedfacilities … Continue reading

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Stepping Up

Co-residents moved out of this address,who never did the slightest common chore.They gathered years of junk and stuffed their messinto and near our bins, and left it forthe rest of us to clear out (meaning me,for somehow all my neighbors … Continue reading

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A Fan Fan

A day of heat last week beset this place.The air was cooked to 25 degreesabove the usual. Like most, my spacehas no AC. The new catastrophesof climate change may prompt me to embracean installation that will chill a breeze.But I … Continue reading

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