Category Archives: Weather

Above All

Posted on April 11, 2025 by sputterpub

As blooming as the gardens now appear,abundantly in flower, giving birthto blossoms in the trees this time of yearand petals framed in green on rich damp earth,there’s also air that nasal-tastes so clear,and from the birds of flighty song no … Continue reading →

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Early Spring

Posted on April 5, 2025 by sputterpub

A wave of warmer weather washed our coast,but now we went to winter once again.The gardens grow new green and grace, but mostthe flowers of the fruit trees fell. A fenof gutter water gathers, and a ghostmosquito-sounding strikes my hearing … Continue reading →

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Cold Stew

Posted on March 23, 2025 by sputterpub

My house is cold. A door cannot be closedthat’s been removed today to be restained.There’s sun but it is colder than supposed.My comfort can’t be suitably sustainedunless I sit by fireside, red-nosedand ruddy-cheeked, my temperature maintainedbut not my temper. I’m … 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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A Garden Gift

Posted on January 30, 2025 by sputterpub

In transit to the compost bin to tossthe morning coffee grounds, it caught my eye:a harbinger of coming spring, a glossof blooming foliage 12 inches high.I planted neither seed nor shoot acrossthat space between 2 bushes. I could tryidentifying this … Continue reading →

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Kitchen Cave

Posted on January 15, 2025 by sputterpub

I thought I’d hate the windows gone, but nowit’s not so bad. They won’t be long this way.And in the winter chill, the blocks allowa cozy privacy I face each day.I sit with fragrant coffee and I playselected games, with … Continue reading →

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Windfall

Posted on December 20, 2024 by sputterpub

One night last week I thought the wind was rain.The thrum on skylights woke me up at 2.Four hours later, through my window pane,I marveled at the scatter, clutter, strewupon my deck, amid my yard: a slewof naked twigs that … Continue reading →

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Alt Route

Posted on December 12, 2024 by sputterpub

I walked to BART the long way yesterday.I thought I’d stop and purchase something good.The market had low stock, but anywayI sampled senses in the neighborhood.The turning leaves against blue sky held sway;I photographed that color where I stood.Far tastier … Continue reading →

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The Windowless Forecast

Posted on November 29, 2024 by sputterpub

It wasn’t much. The forecast boded ill,but coastal California isn’t sucha hazard with regard to Autumn’s spill.It wasn’t much. When I heed media I’m out of touch.I venture and find air that won’t fulfillthe threats reporters say to ply their … 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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