Category Archives: Poetry

Three Times

Posted on July 6, 2017 by sputterpub

Three times I found the bathroom light still lit when I went there to use the toilet. Twice I meant to turn it off. Appropriate response, except “forgot it” won’t suffice. And so, when for the third time I approached, … Continue reading →

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My Sister

Posted on July 4, 2017 by sputterpub

My sister is an egotist, and proud of her self-love. She argues that the first objective, if one’s luckily endowed with smarts, is happiness – to be immersed in chosen labor, utilizing mind and body, loving some, respecting all. She’s … Continue reading →

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Yard Food

Posted on July 3, 2017 by sputterpub

Fat mourning doves took breakfast in my yard today; their feathers flashed a rim of white as they enfolded landing air. It’s hard to miss how much they walk like chickens, sight like pigeons, look like dinner on short legs. … Continue reading →

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Cuckoo

Posted on June 30, 2017 by sputterpub

She knows that she’s an Ashkenazi Jew: near-sighted, good with numbers, big of nose. The other word (Sephardic) isn’t true of her, and every Jew is these or those. She feels she ought to like Gefilte fish and potted meat, … Continue reading →

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Baby Pain

Posted on June 29, 2017 by sputterpub

When you were six months old, your father left. It wasn’t his idea, and my belief that you were too unformed to feel bereft, was wrong – you just lacked language for your grief. When you were almost three, my … Continue reading →

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Slowing Start

Posted on June 27, 2017 by sputterpub

I’m sure there were occasions in my youth when I awoke and bounded out of bed… before a trip to Disneyland, if truth be told, or with a camping trip ahead. And in my prime I functioned fairly well the … Continue reading →

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Vigor

Posted on June 26, 2017 by sputterpub

I lately like my body so, I move around sometimes when I’ve no place to go. I stopped sweet treats and started to improve, and hungered less for starches than to know unvarnished facts. Before a year had passed I … Continue reading →

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Treasure

Posted on June 23, 2017 by sputterpub

A prized possession? I don’t want a thing I have to guard, maintain, protect. I feel there’s too much work in that. Inhabiting my mind and meting theories are my real affinities, the goods that never quit. I’ve danced inside … Continue reading →

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June Heat Wave

Posted on June 22, 2017 by sputterpub

The heat has been remarkable today. I took a walk in it – that flattened me. Without A/C or tasks, I tried to lay as low as possible, and thanked each tree that frames the yard my cottage occupies. My … Continue reading →

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Sorting

Posted on June 20, 2017 by sputterpub

I understood the terms. I thought I knew an extrovert from introvert. I called myself gregarious but loner through and through. Of course that’s me. Now I’m appalled – surprised at least – I took two tests online, and landed … Continue reading →

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