Category Archives: Transit

Nine Minute Wait

Posted on May 27, 2025 by sputterpub

Nine minutes till the bus is due, to pickme up and help me tote the groceries.I have my phone of course – I now equipmy travels with it for emergencies.But I’ve scant use for its amenities.I watch the kids and … Continue reading →

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Raising Consciousness

Posted on May 18, 2025 by sputterpub

That 20 minute morning walk, I triedto notice where I went and felt, insteadof concentrating on ideas I spiedreviewing journal entries. In my headI wandered, while each 8-pound weighted treadwas made amid air springtime soft and sweet.I caught a train … Continue reading →

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Travel Day

Posted on April 8, 2025 by sputterpub

A nervous voyager, I always risebefore it’s necessary, so insteadof tapping my adrenaline suppliesI get to practice patience in my head.Already packed, no puzzles to surprise,lunch made and linens taken off the bed,I’m sitting in a blue upholstered chair,and contemplating … Continue reading →

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Good Chance Encounter

Posted on April 2, 2025 by sputterpub

I used a bus I rarely ride to getsome miles south and west. The trip was lessthan lovely – crowded, noisy – but it letme off with extra time at the address.Exploring then, I saw a route and setmy exit … Continue reading →

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The Other C Word

Posted on March 29, 2025 by sputterpub

I think (and hope) this cold is nearly done.My nose still runs and I’ve low energy,but aim to travel west today for funwith birthday-celebrating family.And 5 days hence I’ll fly so I can bewith Oregonians I long to kiss.So, yes, … Continue reading →

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A Week Before Travel

Posted on March 28, 2025 by sputterpub

Ten years ago, it took a day or twofor head colds to progress from throat to nose.But owing now to age or maybe newvariety of virus, most a weekof drippy throat besets before I brewvoice-changing clog and heated heavy head.Right … Continue reading →

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March Medley

Posted on March 15, 2025 by sputterpub

Three members of my City familyhave birthdays, so I need to shift the dateof overnighting (twice) from normalcyto novelty. And one who’s out of statewill mark his seventeenth. I want to beattendant, and I plan to celebratea month from customary … Continue reading →

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Eastward at 8

Posted on March 7, 2025 by sputterpub

I didn’t note, returning home, a sightinspiring me to aim and click my phone,until I exited the train last nightand followed this appearance. I had grownaccustomed to street oddities all right,but this was an array I’d never known.It raised the … Continue reading →

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Westward at 3

Posted on March 6, 2025 by sputterpub

I walked through campus on the way to BART,avoiding strikers to absorb new greeninstead of chants. Once there, I stood apartfrom others, and rode backwards when the screenannounced an 18 minute wait. My heartat peace, my book in hand, and … Continue reading →

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For Now

Posted on March 4, 2025 by sputterpub

I had occasion, several days ago,to walk four thousand steps to meet a friend,enjoy a tasty lunch before the show,and talk about some travel we intendto make in seven months, although dependon it – experience may intervene.Bad health or politics … Continue reading →

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