Category Archives: Transit

Spectacle

Posted on January 30, 2026 by sputterpub

I seldom catch a ride above the bay.My normal route is underneath, on BART.But recently, I rode the bridge. The daywas bright and as the sun began to startto sink among a planar cloud array,the solar underlighting mimicked smartdesign of … Continue reading →

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Overfull

Posted on January 28, 2026 by sputterpub

An office day and then a meal with Mom,succeeded by this trek across the bay(with three legs), now I’m stretching to stay calm –for after travel, there’s a cost to payabove the fare and food, in timing’s flay.I’ll follow with … Continue reading →

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Homing

Posted on January 26, 2026 by sputterpub

Today I travel home, by car to planeto train to bus, and then a little more –I’ll walk perhaps two blocks and I’ll obtainthe sanctuary that’s inside my door.I’ll carry dirty clothes and the refrainof fellowship with family, beforeI settle … Continue reading →

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Good Timing

Posted on December 27, 2025 by sputterpub

On Christmas Day, midday, I traveled east,from company and glee to solitude.I felt the love but, still, to be released,released in me sweet thanks quite unpursued.The sky shone blue although the chance increasedfor storm. I walked the empty streets and … Continue reading →

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Outward Bound

Posted on December 17, 2025 by sputterpub

I’ll have to go outside today, to findmy daily prompt. The garden looks too dead.It’s mid-December and though I’m inclinedto hunker here by fireside insteadof walking bearing weight, I’ll gift my mindwith fellows shopping gifts and winter bread.I planned to … Continue reading →

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December Chill

Posted on December 14, 2025 by sputterpub

December chill is on us. It won’t freeze,but humid multiplies effect and willimpose on roofless folk severities:December chill. We’re known for mild weather here but still,the walk to BART in 48 degreesis hard to handle even in down fill. I … Continue reading →

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Toward Home

Posted on December 8, 2025 by sputterpub

We’ll touch down after 50 minutes more,but it will take me time and steps apacebefore I cross the threshold of my doorto see in my own mirror’s glass my face.And though I’ll savor home’s beloved space,I’ll have to rise and … Continue reading →

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Rather Not

Posted on December 4, 2025 by sputterpub

I didn’t fly to quibble or complain –my goal is soft reception, open eyesand ears – but I don’t welcome the disdainthat some beloved faces exercise.My purpose here is not to analyze,and no one says a lesson that I cravefrom … Continue reading →

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For Why

Posted on November 8, 2025 by sputterpub

As often as at dawn I feel my years,and near-conclude I’ll nest at home all day,my body after time and coffee veersto stationary bike. Then yoga’s swaybetakes me, and intention soft-appearsto put on shoes and travel. While awayI gather hugs … Continue reading →

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Walking Westward

Posted on October 28, 2025 by sputterpub

October morning walk to H’s place,while taking in the Halloween decor,inhabiting the here-and-now, in caseI need to be alert for something more,I’m ready to submit this aging faceto unguents luxurious and pure,and grateful for the weather nearly warm.Next time (December) … Continue reading →

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