Category Archives: Transit

Exposure

Posted on November 16, 2023 by sputterpub

Returning after dark the other night,my caution and alertness was increased.I waited for a bus in scattered lightfrom shop fronts and sparse traffic, yearning eastand watching idlers, drivers in my sightin neutral, males unmoving not the least,without an inkling I’d … Continue reading →

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Game Day

Posted on November 6, 2023 by sputterpub

On game days here, I’m usually insideor walking to the store. But SaturdayI set off from the city home, to ridethe subway with the game two hours away.The cars were crowded, T-shirted with prideof team, on chests and arms that … Continue reading →

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Pub Trans Pilgrimage

Posted on October 12, 2023 by sputterpub

I wanted to be home last night, insteadof riding Muni with the somnolent,and shuffling trains to arrow toward my bedamid some screamers with bizarre intent.I didn’t want to wait so long to treadmy path (the bus was late and slow). … Continue reading →

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Packing Time

Posted on October 2, 2023 by sputterpub

The smoke from border fires starts to clear,and soon home skies will let some blue appear.My sinuses react to pollens here,and patience with the kinfolk veers to queer.I have no observations to en-poem.It’s timely to get ready to go home.

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Rough Riding

Posted on September 29, 2023 by sputterpub

I try to early-leave for every flight(less nervous if there should be a delay),and usually the train conveys me righton time, but there were rough events today.Police have something wrong to clear away,or so each PA syllable explains.I reached the … Continue reading →

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Before and During

Posted on September 25, 2023 by sputterpub

Eight days before today, I wrote these words,expecting when it publishes I’ll beat table watching feeders ringed with birds,and interacting with a familyI fly to now with loving frequency –four days, five hundred miles in the air.I write expecting equanimity … Continue reading →

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Tolls of Old

Posted on September 10, 2023 by sputterpub

When I was young, the bridge tolls were so low,we often paid with coin before we crossed.The money went from driver-side windowto hand of bridge employee. Some had grinsand others friendly words they would bestow.At times we paid the toll … Continue reading →

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Dead End

Posted on September 9, 2023 by sputterpub

“No Outlet” read the sign I passed last week.Before I saw its front, I tried to guessits words. I backtracked just to get a peek,expecting “Not a Thru Street” I confess.When I was young, the wording was unique –so “Cul-de-Sac” … Continue reading →

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Not Missing You

Posted on August 29, 2023 by sputterpub

I’ll want to say I missed you when you’re back,but I don’t think those words will be sincere.We talk too much – I never feel a lack –and you’re so often home you’re always near.You like to wage a vehement … Continue reading →

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Traffic Monitors

Posted on August 15, 2023 by sputterpub

My mood was good already, but it rosea little higher when I saw the birds –two pigeons gazing roadward in a posesuggesting they were monitors of cars.They perched, wings folded, steel beneath their toes,and seemed when traffic passed them to … Continue reading →

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