Category Archives: Neighborhood

But Don’t They Care?

But don’t they care about the noise they add?To broadcast music in the local airwhile building next to me? It makes me sad,but don’t they care? I heard it from within my napping chair,and I’ll admit I felt a little … Continue reading

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Neurodiverity

The autism spectrum appears to be wide –more nuanced than visible light.While some demarcations are identifiedI doubt that the shrinks have it right. When Sally said neurodivergent’s the word,I think Siggy tossed in his grave,and Carl’s ghost suggested the notion’s … Continue reading

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Three Stations

Three stations situated near my place –Downtown, Rockridge, and Ashby – are arounda 30-minute walk I oft embrace.The first is up, the others underground.The stroll’s more interesting, is what I’ve found,in north or south directions. But the west(to Ashby, fewer … Continue reading

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Incipient Windows

Erection moves along beyond the wallof brick that borders to the east of here.It hasn’t been a silent build at all,and as it grows its western features rear:four holes ill-placed are windows in the tallexpanse (two stories), where no view … Continue reading

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Bad Actors

The first offense was small, but when I trippedon faulty pavement right outside the store,the merchant didn’t move – his lips were zipped.No courtesy or care was offered. Morethan that event, they overcharge for sure,and when I pointed out the … Continue reading

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The Arrangement

The bins abut the pathway to my home(the only drawback to aesthetics here),and I’ve composed more than one pithy poemabout the way they look. They can appeartoo stuffed, or situated front to rear.It’s left to me to haul them more … Continue reading

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Game Day

On game days here, I’m usually insideor walking to the store. But SaturdayI set off from the city home, to ridethe subway with the game two hours away.The cars were crowded, T-shirted with prideof team, on chests and arms that … Continue reading

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Proto Deck

The building east of mine has hit a stall.Apparently the deck in the design,that’s meant to hover close to my brick wall,was not approved. The neighbors are not finewith the idea of folks outside at all,and I’ll admit a deck’s … Continue reading

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Not Now

At times I get a run of easy dayswith little on my list of work to do,and nothing urgent nagging that defraysability to mellow, when the queueof items or concern no pain conveys –it pales to nothing for a day … Continue reading

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Small Irks

I won’t resent the recent clumsy actof some unthinking new co-resident,who hauled the bins that weren’t emptied back.I won’t resent. And though I’m told that my four neighbors meantto reimburse me promptly and exactfor common bills I paid, for all … Continue reading

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