Category Archives: Poetry

Arcs and Angles

Posted on February 23, 2011 by sputterpub

     It’s really a lovely concept. I’m not going to drone about the six or seven principles of Universal Design – what is it with our species, that we seem to so like lists and acronyms? I’m going to try … Continue reading →

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The Best Revenge

Posted on February 18, 2011 by sputterpub

     When I was 54 I was the object of an attempted assassination. It was an attack against my character and it failed, but it rocked me with confusion and pain. I was betrayed by an individual I trusted. Actually … Continue reading →

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Hearth

Posted on February 16, 2011 by sputterpub

  When I was 47 I got lured into a nonprofit. It was like a legend, where my every deed led to a new adventure and pulled me deeper into the story. First a respected retired client lunched with me … Continue reading →

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Alaska

Posted on February 15, 2011 by sputterpub

    When I was 41 I took an Alaska cruise with my parents, and when I was 49 I got to return to the southeastern portion of the big state. I loved both trips. I adore Alaska. I once thought … Continue reading →

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Quicksilver

Posted on February 11, 2011 by sputterpub

    When I was 50 I concluded that I was on extra credit time. That was the year Danny graduated from high school and left home. The nest was empty except for me and the elderly dog (who would continue … Continue reading →

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Symptoms

Posted on February 9, 2011 by sputterpub

 When I was 43 I developed an eye twitch. It was a right eye problem, and the jumpy muscle was in the upper outside lid. It was an irregular irregularity, not occurring often and probably seldom noticed by others, but … Continue reading →

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Brick Pathology

Posted on February 3, 2011 by sputterpub

     When I was 55, I took a bad fall. I lived in the cottage in North Berkeley then, and the house hunkered down on the banks of Codornices Creek, so it was lower than the sidewalk. The path from … Continue reading →

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Coming Out

Posted on February 1, 2011 by sputterpub

  When I was 45, I had to declare my sexual orientation to my dinner companion. It was a weeknight and I’d just had a delicious meal and satisfying conversation with an accountant who’d become a friend and colleague, and we … Continue reading →

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Exotics

Posted on January 27, 2011 by sputterpub

     When I was 5 we had exotic neighbors. We moved into the house in Glen Cove in 1953 and they may have lived there then, but they didn’t make big impressions on me for a couple of years. We left … Continue reading →

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Rapunzel

Posted on January 25, 2011 by sputterpub

     When I was 10 the Shirley Temple Storybook show was on TV every Sunday for awhile, and I was a fan. A bit later my parents gave me the storybook itself, a collection of about a dozen famous fables, … Continue reading →

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