Category Archives: Poetry

Changing Times (HA 71 Magic 9)

Posted on May 27, 2020 by sputterpub

Two months ago, I couldn’t find a roll of toilet paper on a shelf or site. An order of Feridies took a whole three weeks at least to make it to my porch. Supply chain tangles out of my control … Continue reading →

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Lies My Country Told Me (HA 70 English Madrigal)

Posted on May 26, 2020 by sputterpub

They said we’re free; we’re great; we’re number one. I watched and felt too doubtful to believe. When I complained, the world called me naive. The war before my birth the allies won, but since I’ve been, too rarely we … Continue reading →

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Overgrown (HA 69 Almost-Pushkin Sonnet)

Posted on May 25, 2020 by sputterpub

I never have liked gardening as much as mother, brother, friends and cousins do. My thumbs are beige; I seem to lack the touch and patience. I prefer to read and view the scene outside my windows. I don’t own … Continue reading →

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Heroes (HA 68 Bref Double)

Posted on May 24, 2020 by sputterpub

Lance Armstrong fell. Now Elon Musk proclaims his vain stupidity. Ambitious heroes tell us lies. Naive I barely understand. At 9 I told a lie to friends of hula hoop ability. They stared, denial in their eyes, but didn’t kick … Continue reading →

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Fear and Sadness (HA 67 Decima)

Posted on May 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I watched a loved one hunker down as soon as house arrest began, embracing a pandemic plan in black-and-white (and shades of brown), amassing safety with a frown while reading stats of dire news. His rigid views did not excuse … Continue reading →

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Gum Disease in Pandemic (HA 66 Rondel)

Posted on May 22, 2020 by sputterpub

My mouth is hurting more today. I may be forced to make that call. I thought I could hold out till all this house arrest had gone away, ignoring ache until dismay along with swelling isn’t small. My mouth is … Continue reading →

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Masked in Class (HA 65 Ottava Rima)

Posted on May 21, 2020 by sputterpub

A catalog of safety tips I heard last week included rules for running schools, prescribing masks full-time. But it occurred to me that face expressions are the tools we use to see if kids absorb a word we say, or … Continue reading →

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Graduation Party (HA 64 Magic 9)

Posted on May 20, 2020 by sputterpub

I live near college students. Come each fall they take up residence and party some. One year they launched a beer across the wall between us, but they aren’t pests to me. Of course I miss their liveliness – the … Continue reading →

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Frail Memory (HA 63 Curtal Sonnet)

Posted on May 19, 2020 by sputterpub

Remember how we tried to reuse bags? The steps we took avoiding solo drives? Conserving resources for equity, disdaining plastic and employing rags where paper went before, protecting lives of dolphins, reefs of coral majesty? Or are we on the … Continue reading →

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The Phase of Stage 2 (HA 62)

Posted on May 18, 2020 by sputterpub

Progressing to Stage 2, we’d like to know it’s progress, but our only certainty is lack of information. There’s a show on every network, short on strategy and tactics, acting like we’re in a war, and featuring some hospital release … Continue reading →

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