Category Archives: Poetry

Back from Forth

Posted on November 11, 2026 by sputterpub

The jet lag hardly bothered me at all;one morning up at 3 was what it took.At first delaying disciplines, the stallhas run 5 days, and now will be forsook.I’ll practice what produces, and recallmy head and tendons to the tender … Continue reading →

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Solarity

Posted on November 10, 2026 by sputterpub

Returning to my customary ways,my normal paths and habits re-begun,although I was away just 18 days,I note the changed positions of the sun.I tried to guard my nose from danger raysbefore I left, but now I’m sensing none.At 3 p.m. … Continue reading →

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Travelog

Posted on November 9, 2026 by sputterpub

A loud alarm at 3 a.m. aroused500 guests and pushed us to the street.Return was soon allowed, but no one drowsedas deeply then – our rest was incomplete.We traveled next to smashing, dashing feetadjacent to our lodging. Unafraidbut stimulated, travel … Continue reading →

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Eclectic Love

Posted on November 8, 2026 by sputterpub

We visited 3 countries and a coast.For 3 to 7 days we lived in each.Amid fine foods and sights, what struck me mostwas adults bending back and forth to teachthe children in their custody, to reachand succor in all tongues, … Continue reading →

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As the Eastern Seaboard Appears in the Airplane Window

Posted on November 7, 2026 by sputterpub

As much as I disdain my nation’s acts,as often as I wince and shake my head,the truth is I was born here, and the factsof my existence and my years have ledme to a love that blossoms with attacksof chauvinistic … Continue reading →

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Old World Produce

Posted on November 6, 2026 by sputterpub

As much as California brags of fruitand vegetables, the produce that I findin England, France, and Spain’s not destituteof freshness, and the flavors all remindme of the best. Their qualities refutethe reputation PR has us primedto bandy like a folk … Continue reading →

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Ears

Posted on November 5, 2026 by sputterpub

Is there more variation in the earsof people, than in any other trait?The size or folds or lobe design appearsso individual they animatethe handled head, beframe and regulatea visage pertinent and as uniqueas fingerprint. Positioned not quite straight:the labyrinth of … Continue reading →

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On the Morning After

Posted on November 4, 2026 by sputterpub

Repudiation is a lovely word.It resonated in my head the whileI watched the charts on two news feeds, and heardresults that pushed my countenance to smile.As optimism dawned fear slumped absurd,and posture grew aligned in tall profile.As if a plague … Continue reading →

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Not Bitter

Posted on November 3, 2026 by sputterpub

My phone said bitter orange, but I knowthe origin of this persimmon tree.A neighbor dug it in ten years ago,and though its fruit has never tempted me,I like its glossy leaves and pulpy glow,and how in autumn its geometryappears a … Continue reading →

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Free Sweets

Posted on November 2, 2026 by sputterpub

When Cottage Club resumed on All Saints Day,I didn’t carry candy with my gear.I’d been for near two dozen days away,but Halloween had made four bags appear.Our cups were overfull, our snickers gay;it’s like a payday only once a year.The … Continue reading →

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