Category Archives: Poetry

Indictment

Posted on September 3, 2020 by sputterpub

          I’ve been alive and watching all this time;I’ve voted in elections 50 years.I guess I missed our country in its prime;although I’ve seen an increase in careersfor women and enhanced mobility,I haven’t felt us triumph … Continue reading →

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Rave

Posted on September 2, 2020 by sputterpub

I showed a poem I love to my old friend. She begged a copy (the sincerest praise). She liked the piece enough to recommend a reading to a thinker she respects, who saw so accurately what I penned that I … Continue reading →

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Grains of Salt

Posted on September 1, 2020 by sputterpub

I’ve heard it claimed more often than I need that something said a lot must hold some truth. The argument is used by folks who feed on propaganda, typecasts, and uncouth attempts to sort us into pigeonholes that don’t apply … Continue reading →

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Florulence

Posted on August 31, 2020 by sputterpub

When the roses don’t compel my close attention they thorn-snag my flesh

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The Quarantine Effect

Posted on August 30, 2020 by sputterpub

They quarantined Mom as expected (her cleaning girl tested infected). Away from the store Mom is listening more, and noticing feelings neglected.

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The Discard Pile

Posted on August 29, 2020 by sputterpub

We’re human, so we like a fairy tale, a legend, story, all mythology. We tend to sing and dance and most don’t fail at loving games. So we find simile and metaphor in such activity: a natural process linked to … Continue reading →

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Nuance

Posted on August 28, 2020 by sputterpub

Interpreting the poetry assigned my sophomore year, I used the OED, and always found selected words defined in ways perhaps not said deliberately. At times I had to read the verse and speak aloud, without a reference book to seek … Continue reading →

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Hearing What Was Said

Posted on August 27, 2020 by sputterpub

He said he feared she’d figure out just what a duck he is. His language cracked her can with doubt and flattened all the fizz. Her second self-described as tense and though she disagreed, the stress with him waxed so … Continue reading →

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Smoke and Heat

Posted on August 26, 2020 by sputterpub

It used to be, when temps increased this much, we’d go to chilly theaters, patronize cool restaurants, or visit venues such as water parks, or any enterprise that by its situation or machines provided shade and cooler moving air. But … Continue reading →

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Call to (Dis) Arms

Posted on August 25, 2020 by sputterpub

At 13 years, my baby and his friend were booted off a local user group for hacking. Neither meaning to offend, the breach was bad but when we got the scoop, we parents were discreetly proud to hear our boys … Continue reading →

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