Category Archives: Writing

The Sitting Tree

Posted on July 31, 2026 by sputterpub

I call the office, weekdays, 4 pm.And when I’m in the city at that timeI sometimes stop, cough up commuting phlegm,and perch here where the kids are wont to climb.I adult-talk before I play with them.Today I tag this sitting … Continue reading →

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A Flaw in Harville’s Argument

Posted on July 22, 2026 by sputterpub

An imperfection in a favorite book(less glaring than the one in Fielding’s tome),impressing me so much, because it tooka hundred reads and screenings to perceive,does not decrease my pleasure. I’ll still lookwith admiration at the plot and words,but take a … Continue reading →

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UnWilling

Posted on July 15, 2026 by sputterpub

It didn’t change as I grew more mature –to watch the work I scanned art therapy.I saw the play and felt like a voyeur;I didn’t want to process agony.I’m longing for more objectivity.It’s great, but could be finer’s my refrain.I … Continue reading →

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Rough Draft

Posted on July 12, 2026 by sputterpub

Determined to objectively describea union that engendered both of you,I won’t exaggerate. A diatribeis furthest from intent to tell it true.Attempts to justify each act, imbuethe character with motive, justifyour ways and represent each point of viewresults in complicating both. … Continue reading →

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Compendium

Posted on June 26, 2026 by sputterpub

Compendium? That wasn’t my intentwhen I began to write four months ago.If anything, an epic’s what I meant:a spine of narrative from which would flowvignettes and episodes I thought might growto 90,000 words or even more.The path revealed. The process … Continue reading →

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The End’s in Sight

Posted on June 20, 2026 by sputterpub

The end’s in sight, although the work’s not done.I see ahead of me a focused lightthat isn’t aimed at me to smash or stun.The end’s in sight. I thought I had a million words to writebut 50,000 in, I think … Continue reading →

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Cloudy

Posted on May 24, 2026 by sputterpub

I used to think that I’d be recognizedfor writing as I did. As I still do.I practiced and I never was disguised,for nothing big was hid – it all was true.But though to me the syllables were prized,I didn’t sell … Continue reading →

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Middling

Posted on May 15, 2026 by sputterpub

The daily walks of Covid had no aim,except to circulate without my walls.Selecting a duration was the game,and midway through I’d angle back to home.I rarely had an errand I could claim,but always knew when I was halfway through.An exploration … Continue reading →

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Fiction

Posted on May 7, 2026 by sputterpub

The lunch did not occur. There was no faceacross a table nor a bubbling potof cassoulet. Opinions here do trace;the lunch did not. There’s license to facilitate a plot(with hopefully no forcing, and with grace) –a fledgling author thought it … Continue reading →

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The Rise of Outline

Posted on April 17, 2026 by sputterpub

I always thought an outline was the startof any well-intended work of prose.But nothing organized became a partof paragraphs I ventured to composetwo months ago, and weekdaily. I choseinstead to draft in pieces what I aimedto say. Now look what … Continue reading →

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