Category Archives: Neighborhood

Signs of Light

Posted on September 18, 2024 by sputterpub

The structure that was built just east of me,apparently completed weeks ago,has shown few signs of any tenancy.The light at 3 a.m. appears to glowby some robotic timer’s agency.But yesterday I saw a flash – a showof bathroom light flipped … Continue reading →

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My New Salon

Posted on September 17, 2024 by sputterpub

Like most, when we were told to stay inside,it interrupted hair cuts for a while.Accepting that, embracing germicide,I let my gray hair grow, and soon no stylegave me new ideas (and anyway,who saw?) In time some cuts resumed – by … Continue reading →

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Treethanasia

Posted on September 13, 2024 by sputterpub

I didn’t think the tree at all diseased.It reared among four others on the field.But walking by last week, my sight was seizedby several guys with ropes that they unreeled,supporting one so high his harness teasedthe sky, his shape by … Continue reading →

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A Good ‘Hood

Posted on September 8, 2024 by sputterpub

I have some friends on waiting lists to moveto units built for over-55.I understand convenience and approveof choice but think, as long as I’m alive,I’ll opt to live among diversityin all respects, but most of all in years.The young around … Continue reading →

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Off Schedule

Posted on August 21, 2024 by sputterpub

I thought I wouldn’t have the time, and thenthe puzzles almost solved themselves today.I might have pushed the pedals once again,till language study stole an hour away.But I can do some yoga now, and whenI leave I’ll work my legs, … Continue reading →

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Biggish Sky

Posted on August 20, 2024 by sputterpub

I sauntered to the store the other day.I had an afternoon with no requestthat I produce and nothing in my way,and weather coming gently from the west.Deciding I would walk a bit and payfor peaches that in August taste the … Continue reading →

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Up Garber

Posted on August 3, 2024 by sputterpub

I hurt my foot and backed off walking much.I missed it, but my age I don’t forget.Now after several weeks I’m back in touchwith stamina – I know I’m not dead yet.I’m lengthening my effort lately, suchthat I decided yesterday, … Continue reading →

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Some Loveliness

Posted on July 28, 2024 by sputterpub

A little stale becomes my poetryif I too often write that senses pale,and how fatigue retards my energy:a little stale. It isn’t news that sinews start to failthis many years beyond maturity.There’s rarely fuel or wisdom mined from “ail.” On … Continue reading →

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A Gentle No

Posted on July 27, 2024 by sputterpub

Encountering a canvasser outsidemy neighbor’s door, a woman tall and old,who offered talk and postcard, I repliedwith “No” and gently said I’d not withholdthat card from the recycle bin. “I’m friedfor now with politics, my stress controlledby abstinence. I’ll re-engage … Continue reading →

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The Compliment

Posted on July 23, 2024 by sputterpub

She called me “stalwart,” and the complimentremained in mind as I walked home with food.Behind me in the checkout line, she sentthe syllables at me and tipped my mood.She seemed my age, and neither weak nor bent.Her query “Are you … Continue reading →

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