Category Archives: Weather

Dissociation

Posted on April 14, 2021 by sputterpub

So much of what I thought I understoodis contradicted by the recent past.My turf was a suburban neighborhood –of course I thought that ambience would last.But values taught as permanent and goodwere post-war pushes, marketed so fastand flashy, flooding on … Continue reading →

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Benched

Posted on April 3, 2021 by sputterpub

A bench in the sunon a spring afternoon …molested by noneI’ll be leaving here soon,which makes every minuteluxurious time,and moves me while in itto doodle this rhyme.

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First Wisteria

Posted on March 19, 2021 by sputterpub

I saw my first wisteria Mondayat 9 a.m., in 46 degrees.I shot a picture walking, on my wayto stock my pantry with some groceries.The purple blossoms formed a scant arraybut promised spring in Berkeley more than bees.My own wisteria’s a … Continue reading →

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Plum Petals

Posted on March 2, 2021 by sputterpub

Plum petals show like snowflakes on the woodbeneath my feet, against the crooked limbsabove my office shed. Their whiteness skimsand flits on wind as if they understoodtheir blossom purpose has been served. I couldavert my glance – no other act … Continue reading →

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The Sound of Rain

Posted on February 23, 2021 by sputterpub

The sound of rain is manna to my ears.It patters on my skylight and it drumsupon my roof. It hammers or it thrums,and I attend its rhythm. When it clearsI yearn to have it back – a storm cloud nearsand … Continue reading →

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Spring Too Soon

Posted on February 20, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s too soon for buds.Low rain and warm spring make forsummertime fires.

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Unwelcome Warmth

Posted on February 7, 2021 by sputterpub

I can’t hold climate change at bay, and suremy situation could be so much worse.My habitat is sturdy and secure(remodel took a chunk out of my purse).So my complaint is mild – I’d reversethe forecast trend, away from early warmthat … Continue reading →

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Eight Days Hence

Posted on January 7, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s near 300 days since I beganthis daily writing project. House arrestcontinues and although I didn’t planit so, and probably would not have guessed,I tend to write about a week ahead.It’s Wednesday where I sit – in 8 more days,when … Continue reading →

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My Walk to the Store

Posted on January 2, 2021 by sputterpub

The market where I shop is small and old,and never crowded early in the day.I walk there first-thing, when the air’s still cold:unmasked en route in solitude’s my way.But neither Internet nor instinct toldme they’d be closed to lengthen holiday.I … Continue reading →

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Winterized Garden

Posted on December 31, 2020 by sputterpub

It took until December for the treesto lose their leaves. We’ve had a little rainthat brought down ash – particulate debrisfrom all the awful fires of the fall.The daytime peaks at 59 degreesand, finally, we’ve turned the sprinklers off.We don’t … Continue reading →

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