Category Archives: Writing

Glimpses into the Obvious

Posted on September 12, 2026 by sputterpub

If I collect the stanzas labeled “aging,”I’ll have a chapbook I don’t want to read.For though I’m daily surveying and gaugingthe physical conditions that impedemy customary habits, and the bleedof dashing brain discernment, it’s enoughto jot and type and edit. … Continue reading →

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Fictionals

Posted on August 25, 2026 by sputterpub

I once imagined my ex-husband’s mom,when she was young and hadn’t been long wed.The process fused to detonate a bombof understanding. Afterwards, insteadof harboring disdain and nursing grief,I wrote a story as I gave some thoughtto motivation. Fiction bore belief;by … Continue reading →

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A Piece of Paper

Posted on August 23, 2026 by sputterpub

How discombobulating, when I losean item from my careful custody.I seldom carry much – I check and choosethe minimum I need sustaining me,and check again almost obsessively.It wasn’t key, misplaced when shifting homes,but half-denying mediocrity,I can’t forget that paper with … Continue reading →

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Clear Coffee

Posted on August 19, 2026 by sputterpub

I start each day with mugs of coffee still.I’m old, but it does not upset my gut.My hand may quiver some, but I don’t spillthe liquids I convey. I’m happy, butthree times a year or so I have to stillthe … Continue reading →

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Where the Prose Ends

Posted on August 1, 2026 by sputterpub

I’m paging through this blog a year a dayto find the date I finished posting prose.I aim to lose the papers that displayold poetry cloud-clustered, for I choseto edit most and repost anyway.My strategy is to recycle thoseoriginals. But I’m … Continue reading →

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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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