Category Archives: Poetry

Flailing Sestina

Posted on July 23, 2021 by sputterpub

I dabbled in Old Norse at 22,which meant I got Icelandic history.I learned that when a culture’s in demise,when petty kings are facing bitter change,they’re driven to record what’s ending then,with words and pictures or revolting ways. When England turned … Continue reading →

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Give and Take

Posted on July 22, 2021 by sputterpub

I give a littletime, to take a midday walk,to breathe and buy fruit.

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Quiet Work

Posted on July 21, 2021 by sputterpub

I think I’m sensing thoughtfulness amongsome members of the family, toward me.What seldom I experienced when young,may now occur with charming frequency,since I forsook protesting stridently.I sense the rim of what I’ll tolerate –then disconnect or quit them quietly.With time … Continue reading →

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You Make Me Sick

Posted on July 20, 2021 by sputterpub

You make me sick, who was a sorry nurse.You acted like my illness was some trickI’d play to make you work – like I’m perverse.You make me sick. You sent me ill to school – you were too thickwith ego … Continue reading →

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Etymophilia

Posted on July 18, 2021 by sputterpub

I once was a person who heardsignificance in every word.I spent so much timeloving cadence and rhyme,I didn’t see speech as absurd.

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Filia Cave

Posted on July 17, 2021 by sputterpub

Antipathy was powerful in me.Contempt for how she parented was strong.That brusque behavior was her specialty,and motivated me to prove her wrong.Her insults and insensitivitywere evidence that I did not belong.I’m lazy, selfish – words that stained my youth.I long … Continue reading →

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The New Account

Posted on July 16, 2021 by sputterpub

Because I’m good with numbers, most assumeI’ve figured out the market and investto great returns, but I can’t time a boomor downturn – that’s no field where I do best.In fact, I’ve never tried the game before.I bought a house … Continue reading →

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Vacation Without Vacating

Posted on July 15, 2021 by sputterpub

I thought as usual I’d have todayand half tomorrow quiet here, alone,and then I’d juggle bouts of toddler playand visits with my sibs and Mom (no phonebut in-real-life). And then I heard them saythe young will camp; the elders will … Continue reading →

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No Stairs

Posted on July 14, 2021 by sputterpub

A single-story home was ours, but friendshad houses with half-staircases inside.“Split-level” was the term I heard. Such trendsabounded then with fresh suburban pride.(My view of homes, at 8, was modified).When Mom complained she needed skates to carefor me, I thought … Continue reading →

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For Just One Day

Posted on July 13, 2021 by sputterpub

For just one day, it’s feeling normal here.We’re summer cool, beneath a sky of grayat dawn and dusk, at midday mild, clear.For just one day. I’m smelling skunk but didn’t see the spray.My garden tenants thrive – they all appearto … Continue reading →

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