Category Archives: Transit

Around About

Posted on November 26, 2024 by sputterpub

I used to watch the news and sometimes lookaround me on the bus, the train, the street,and wonder who was packing what it tookto harm. Who had a knife in a discreetlocation? Were there hidden guns aboard?The folks around were … Continue reading →

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Transitory Story in Terza Rima

Posted on November 24, 2024 by sputterpub

They boarded at the Powell stop, I think –a mixed-race pair with bags. Each held a spliffthey didn’t light. I looked up from my ink, and met his eyes with neutral gaze – no tiffor judgment in me, and he … Continue reading →

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Missing Students

Posted on November 21, 2024 by sputterpub

A drizzle seemed to chase the kids away.Traversing campus, there were none about.I snapped the shot proceeding on my wayto Downtown Berkeley, and I found them, shout-ing, socializing where the train tracks lay.But not, it seemed, to travel. They were … Continue reading →

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A Future Trip

Posted on November 6, 2024 by sputterpub

Auditioning we neither of us were,but 14 days in close proximitymade space for ups and downers to occurwhich we together weathered pleasantly.Assisting her to manage her device,allowing me to vent a gentle nudge,agreeing when to rest or drink was nice,and … Continue reading →

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Far Out

Posted on November 3, 2024 by sputterpub

She must have meant her look to be extreme;those lashes perched like brushes on her eyes.I watched them give her trouble, with a seamof glue apparent. It was no surprisethey bothered her – with nails of lengthy size,she picked with … Continue reading →

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Toward Home

Posted on October 31, 2024 by sputterpub

When I return I’ll get to be alone.The only hum will come from bugs. I’ll burnsome time on streaming and my telephone,when I return. For solitude I’ve had the time to yearn.Companion comments have devolved to drone;the unintended resting-face is … Continue reading →

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Progress to Portland (ME)

Posted on October 30, 2024 by sputterpub

I’m noting scant diversity aboard.There’s sameness in the posture, heads, and skin.I haven’t seen expressions I’ll record,or heard an observation quick to spinmy mind through avenues that cast reward.But I am breathing salted oxygen,and filling with fall color softened gaze,alone … Continue reading →

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Back the Back

Posted on October 27, 2024 by sputterpub

I’m babying my neck and back today(though babies don’t ingest an oval pill).We’re relatively late to bus awayfrom Sydney’s pierage – 10 a.m. untilmid-afternoon, when we may start to sway.They warn a storm will blow and maybe spillsome Nova Scotian … Continue reading →

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Big Swells, No Signal

Posted on October 25, 2024 by sputterpub

Already quite relaxed, I didn’t mindthe interruption of the Internet.We’ve left the coast of Canada behindfor now, and though devices should be setan hour forward, Apple cannot findthe proper number, so I’ll just forgetall obligations while we plow the sea,and … Continue reading →

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At Sea

Posted on October 24, 2024 by sputterpub

I won’t complain about complaints I hear.I’ll try ignoring grimace, grunt and frown.There’s negativity imposing near,but nothing has occurred to bring me down.The views are water-colored, edged in brownof earth and hues of aging autumn leaves.The motion of the ship’s … Continue reading →

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