Category Archives: Writing

Scrappiness

Posted on October 21, 2023 by sputterpub

Among the things I try to have aroundme every day, are writing pads and ink(and toilet paper, avocado, grounddark coffee and home seltzer for my drink).Although I’ve reams to write on, I have foundI scribble on used paper. What to … Continue reading →

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Stanzas

Posted on October 14, 2023 by sputterpub

The poetry won’t always be profoundor inspirational, if daily writ.Epiphanies and insights don’t abound,but there’s no dearth of things appropriateto notice, whether weather or the soundof body politic or intimate.For even when I don’t have much to say,I pen a … Continue reading →

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Packing Time

Posted on October 2, 2023 by sputterpub

The smoke from border fires starts to clear,and soon home skies will let some blue appear.My sinuses react to pollens here,and patience with the kinfolk veers to queer.I have no observations to en-poem.It’s timely to get ready to go home.

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Before and During

Posted on September 25, 2023 by sputterpub

Eight days before today, I wrote these words,expecting when it publishes I’ll beat table watching feeders ringed with birds,and interacting with a familyI fly to now with loving frequency –four days, five hundred miles in the air.I write expecting equanimity … Continue reading →

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Reception

Posted on September 12, 2023 by sputterpub

I like each poem I post, but some speak morefor me, and satisfy an itch I mayhave not yet recognized. They might explorea path unseen till now, or find a wayto pair the words that thrills me in my core.I … Continue reading →

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Books and the Bookstore

Posted on August 31, 2023 by sputterpub

I walked into a bookstore and securedthe lowest-paying job I loved the best.I got to spend my days with dust, immuredamid used books, near maps, at the behestof inattentive managers. I soldthe stuff I craved; I dealt in print with … Continue reading →

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This Kindle Book

Posted on August 16, 2023 by sputterpub

I want to be engaged but I’m annoyed –bad grammar, sentence fragments, run-ons too.If they were used deliberately, employedin aid of narrative or ringing trueto dialect, supporting point of view,well that would be excuse. But this is bad.The plot’s okay, … Continue reading →

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Forever Fall

Posted on August 12, 2023 by sputterpub

It doesn’t take that long to sweep what dropsfrom branches of the eucalyptus tree,but lately leaf- and bark-fall never stops –each day a new assortment’s there to see.Attractive and provocative to me,enticing tidiness about my home,I daily gather, and they’re … Continue reading →

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Opting Out

Posted on July 16, 2023 by sputterpub

I didn’t sleep enough last night, althoughI walked eleven thousand steps before.For that and time alone, I opted “no,”when offered wheels to bike the river shore.I stretched and then I gladly locked the door,eliminated waste and travel grit,relaxed and wrote … Continue reading →

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Enough Already

Posted on June 9, 2023 by sputterpub

Last week I had to rest my foot so much,that though I read and screened, and tried to findsome ways to use time well and stay in touchwith news, I’d little other on my mindthan getting back to walking. That … Continue reading →

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