Category Archives: Poetry

Northern Slippers

Posted on October 7, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s cooler here at night, and darker too,and though the rain’s refreshing to behold,I’m far away from what I like to doto cushion me and counteract the cold.But I’ve been often here, within the foldof family, and I’ve left things … Continue reading →

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Surplus Plus

Posted on October 6, 2021 by sputterpub

I always knew I’d marry and I thoughtI’d have a baby to complete my life.I wedded N and soon we had a daught-er followed by a son, but time as wifewas not vocation I could well sustain:I fantasized my husband’s … Continue reading →

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Never Mind

Posted on October 5, 2021 by sputterpub

While packing, I tensed up – of course I did.It doesn’t matter how I reassuremyself – I’m nervous and I can’t get ridof psychosoma – I don’t know a cure.I coughed with throat too tight – the exhale’s skidreminded me … Continue reading →

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Winter Furs

Posted on October 4, 2021 by sputterpub

We’re into Fall and so far we’ve had luck –air quality has never been as pooras last year’s. Ocean actions let us duckthe choking smoke and ash. Now we’re unsurewe’ll get good rain. We may have to enduremore drought, but … Continue reading →

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Dream On

Posted on October 3, 2021 by sputterpub

For decades I have not remembered dreams.I wondered was I wanting too much pot,but doubted daily use defined extremes.Instead I just assumed the case was age.I rarely slumbered soundly – any schemesI tried to deepen sleep (not much – no … Continue reading →

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Caffeine and Time

Posted on October 2, 2021 by sputterpub

Caffeine and time work morning wonders here.At first my shuffling walk feels like a climb.My medicine is slow but sees me clear:caffeine and time. Two hours and three mugs are my enzyme –they straighten me and get my pulse in … Continue reading →

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The Lockdown Meal

Posted on October 1, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m still not tired of my Covid meal.I’ve lost the love for soup, frittata, beans,but homemade salad carries strong appeal –I want my daily dish of seeds and greenswith grated cheese, tomatoes, and the sealof half an avocado. What this … Continue reading →

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Fair Fare

Posted on September 30, 2021 by sputterpub

This month we’ve gottenride discounts on all BART trains.Fair fare feels deserved.

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On the Stranger Who Paid Our Tab

Posted on September 29, 2021 by sputterpub

What prompted him to buy us wine and food,and leave before we voiced our gratitude?Did we remind him of a mother dearto him, but missed or gone this awful year?Was he in a nostalgic sort of mood? Did he receive … Continue reading →

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Precomposition

Posted on September 28, 2021 by sputterpub

Six days from now I’ll journey to the north(when this is posted, I’ll be one day there,arising from an air bed, first of fourthsunrises, forecast mild, okay air).I’ll be away from home – the trade is fair:my privacy for love … Continue reading →

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