Category Archives: Poetry

Mondays

Posted on May 3, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m starting to like Mondays once again.When I was young, five days a week I’d gocommuting to my office, working. ThenI took to taking Mondays to bestowselected time on me, instead of kidsand client work. At first I had a … Continue reading →

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Semi-Pathetic Fallacy

Posted on May 2, 2021 by sputterpub

A week ago we had a little storm.The forecast was more promising than true.Some drizzle teased, but we’re too dry and warmfor winter like the seasons we’ve lived through;we have to say goodbye to what we knew.Tomorrow’s strange – I’m … Continue reading →

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From a Fan Fan

Posted on May 1, 2021 by sputterpub

I thought my little cottage needed screens –I had them on the wish list from the start.But reconstruction soaked up all my meansbefore we got to insect blocks. In partI was okay with screen delay – they thwartthe bugs but … Continue reading →

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Going Out

Posted on April 30, 2021 by sputterpub

On Day Four Hundred, I had lunch insidea restaurant I walked to from my home.The outing left me feeling satisfied,at liberty to dine with friend and wine,my mouth unmasked, my taste buds gratified.I told my friend I’m fain to take … Continue reading →

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Clocks

Posted on April 29, 2021 by sputterpub

My son asked, did I hear the latest newsabout the region’s elementary schools?“They’re dumping analog – they plan to useall digital for classroom time.” “The fools,”I said. He uttered “Kids can’t read the clock.”And I responded “Why can’t they be … Continue reading →

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Return to Transit

Posted on April 28, 2021 by sputterpub

I hope it’s like a muscle memory –the ease with which I ride a bus or train.I’m sure the skills will soon come back to me,although it’s been four hundred seven dayssince I had public transit liberty.My kids were Covid-cautious, … Continue reading →

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Cardboard Mystery

Posted on April 27, 2021 by sputterpub

So now the students share the bins with me.They even pull them, early, to the curb.I wrote – they sent sincere apology,and I thought (prematurely) they could learn(in spite of their hysteria at beesthey misidentified as hornet hordes).But when I … Continue reading →

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Subway

Posted on April 26, 2021 by sputterpub

The train was subterranean right there.We lived beside a curving length of track.Of course we had no windows, and the scarewas always in traversing out and back.For sure the tracks, of shining silver black,were laid between the walkway and our … Continue reading →

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Aridity Ahead

Posted on April 25, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s ominously beautiful outside.The gardens teem with blooms, the air is clear,the sky’s a bowl of azure high and wide.The birdsong peals like morning bells, and hereare daily hummingbirds, identifiedin thrumming flits. The atmosphereis mild, but I see the soil’s … Continue reading →

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Talking Heads

Posted on April 24, 2021 by sputterpub

I heard a Republican speakas if his path leads to a peak.They cannot disguiseall their cheating and lies,but gaslighting is their technique.

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