Tag Archives: Health

Pretending (HA 110 Sestina)

Posted on July 5, 2020 by sputterpub

It takes a while for catastrophe to be accepted by the human mind. We may react reflexively at once, the way we mindlessly pull back from burn, but full acceptance is a slower deal. At first we try to bargain … Continue reading →

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T-Cells (HA 104 Almost-Pushkin Sonnet)

Posted on June 29, 2020 by sputterpub

When I encounter an idea that tacks some sense into phenomena observed, and isn’t contradicted by the facts, I think that clear attention is deserved. About this virus, all we know for sure (besides the absence of vaccine or cure) … Continue reading →

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101st Try (HA 101 Catena Rondo)

Posted on June 26, 2020 by sputterpub

I didn’t mean to carry on so long. I started this for one and twenty days, intending to employ new verse arrays. I didn’t mean to carry on so long. I started this for one and twenty days. The metrics … Continue reading →

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Arrested Walking (HA 98 Magic 9)

Posted on June 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I need to walk outside most every day. That’s why I chose a climate that affords activity. Beneath blue sky or gray I walked for years to travel or commute, to shop or meet or visit where I may. But … Continue reading →

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Fatigue (HA 97)

Posted on June 22, 2020 by sputterpub

All creatures have to notice things that move, and people are no different than the low. Our species is impulsive too – we prove it by the way we all feel boredom grow when custom stills or culture stalls and … Continue reading →

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Walking Nowhere (HA 96 Almost-Pushkin Sonnet)

Posted on June 21, 2020 by sputterpub

I walk for transportation and for health. I guess I started doing so at 5. I choose my residence where there’s a wealth of walking avenues. I seem to thrive, and I attribute that to daily moves (as well as … Continue reading →

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ADentalVENTURE (HA 92 Ottava Rima)

Posted on June 17, 2020 by sputterpub

When I was young, I thought a lot was wrong With me; I tried and failed conformity, And came to like myself. To not belong Turned out okay. But one normality May be the death of me – my teeth … Continue reading →

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I’m Growing More (HA 90 Rondeau)

Posted on June 15, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m growing more political of late. So rarely tempted to cooperate, I seldom work with others very well, but now that we are rocketing to hell I’m hopeful like it’s 1968. We’re shaky, but perhaps we can create a different … Continue reading →

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Signs (HA 88 Rondine)

Posted on June 13, 2020 by sputterpub

I see the signs of weariness. Although the counties multiplied to 30 feet the distance to a stranger on the street, there’s evidence more folks are on the go again, more traffic and it isn’t slow, less masks on the … Continue reading →

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Fatigue Huitain (HA 87)

Posted on June 12, 2020 by sputterpub

We’re sick of staying in to not get sick. We have acute fatigue about the news that we can be assured will pluck and pick the slant they think the audience will choose. Who listened weeks ago may not excuse … Continue reading →

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