Category Archives: Writing

Quad Pad

Posted on September 1, 2021 by sputterpub

Quad-ruled has been my paper choice for years –canary yellow if available.The quarter inch of grid-marking endearsit to my eye and renders flexiblethe layout of a flowchart or a list.It’s doodle-useful and invites my pen,but lately marketing has made a … Continue reading →

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Hiding in Plain Sight

Posted on August 29, 2021 by sputterpub

Eleven years ago, when I began,I fretted it would take up too much timeresponding to each comment from a fan(I thought that ere I ever published rhyme).My daughter laughed – she knew how thin the scan,reminding me a poem won’t … Continue reading →

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Begging for Edit

Posted on August 24, 2021 by sputterpub

I meant to post a Magic 9 last week.I set it up and put it on the chart,but rising on its day I had to tweaka pair of lines – I couldn’t make it partof what’s become an I-can’t-stop-it streak,for … Continue reading →

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Book Report

Posted on August 8, 2021 by sputterpub

My problem with a lot of books these days,at least the ones the Kindle hawks to me,has less to do with failure to amazethan the extent of the banality.Not only do I know too frequentlythe words I’ll see before I … Continue reading →

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Motivation

Posted on August 4, 2021 by sputterpub

Of course I wouldn’t write you to offend;I didn’t send that text to criticize.Why were you so inclined to cringe, distendthe tone to judge, and fire those repliesall self-reflective, immature, unwise?I’m not a type or version on a shelf.As much … Continue reading →

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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Posted on July 27, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m looking for a water leak, but I don’t have the keys.I’m urging other folks to speak, by email, writing “please.”But I of five am still alone – the others won’t affordthe time to work on their own home – … Continue reading →

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Worst First

Posted on July 24, 2021 by sputterpub

I save the best for last when I’m alone.That may be evidence my toddler needswere not well met. I’m old. I have no boneto pick with folks no longer here or well,but if I could, I’d take the fattest sconethe … Continue reading →

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Pearls

Posted on July 11, 2021 by sputterpub

Was it my birth order? I was the first.Or does she have contempt for edgy girls?I know she loved us all, but I was cursedwith sexist expectations, given pearlsI never wanted, mocked for thoughtful aims,told that as I grew I’d … Continue reading →

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Civilicide

Posted on June 18, 2021 by sputterpub

I recognized rambunctious all along.I’ve tried to write-describe our feisty mood.Americans are childish, headstrong,and oft enact from selfish attitude.I think my old perspective isn’t wrong –but makes a misdemeanor out of rudebehavior so extreme, it’s come to beinsane barbaric civil … Continue reading →

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Opus June Fourteenth

Posted on June 15, 2021 by sputterpub

The number’s Four Five Six: how many dayselapsed from house arrest to June Fifteenof Twenty-one. We’re entering a phaseunmasked, with smaller distances betweenourselves and stranger/neighbors. What our wayswill be unknown, and whether nice or mean.And will I still find grist … Continue reading →

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