Tag Archives: Health

Graduation Party (HA 64 Magic 9)

Posted on May 20, 2020 by sputterpub

I live near college students. Come each fall they take up residence and party some. One year they launched a beer across the wall between us, but they aren’t pests to me. Of course I miss their liveliness – the … Continue reading →

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Frail Memory (HA 63 Curtal Sonnet)

Posted on May 19, 2020 by sputterpub

Remember how we tried to reuse bags? The steps we took avoiding solo drives? Conserving resources for equity, disdaining plastic and employing rags where paper went before, protecting lives of dolphins, reefs of coral majesty? Or are we on the … Continue reading →

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The Phase of Stage 2 (HA 62)

Posted on May 18, 2020 by sputterpub

Progressing to Stage 2, we’d like to know it’s progress, but our only certainty is lack of information. There’s a show on every network, short on strategy and tactics, acting like we’re in a war, and featuring some hospital release … Continue reading →

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Monday Slog (HA 60 Spenserian Stanza)

Posted on May 16, 2020 by sputterpub

I telework on Tuesdays, and of late I spend the next two days in quaranteam. Then Friday is recovery – a date for me alone at home where every dream of comfort rests – I’m resident supreme. On Saturday the … Continue reading →

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Online Shopping (HA 59 Ottava Rima)

Posted on May 15, 2020 by sputterpub

I own a blue bandana and received a hand-constructed mask my daughter made. I dislike wearing each. I feel relieved to get back home where solitaire is played and I can touch my face. Of course I’m peeved – beneath … Continue reading →

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Home Work (HA 58 Almost-Pushkin Sonnet)

Posted on May 14, 2020 by sputterpub

I never was attracted to the stuff a girl’s supposed to like. I never sought a make-up tip or owned a powder puff, I hate to shop, and what my mother taught was mostly useless and irrelevant. I tried to … Continue reading →

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Yeah, But (HA 57 Rhyme Royal)

Posted on May 13, 2020 by sputterpub

Attempting to count blessings while confined by virus, panic, proclamation, news, we’re trying to see tempest silver-lined: We say “At least we,” and embrace the views of thanks for Internet and nursing crews. We even hope that when this bane’s … Continue reading →

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Renee (HA 55 Trinidad Sonnet)

Posted on May 11, 2020 by sputterpub

I used to dance for glee and exercise at parties, with a lover, or alone. I’d start to move, seduced to close my eyes to better hear and feel the vivid thrum of bass guitar. It wasn’t saxophone that moved … Continue reading →

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Leaking (HA 53 Huitain)

Posted on May 9, 2020 by sputterpub

The quarantine begins to fall apart but then, the word emerged from “40” days, and 53 have finished since the start of house-arrested isolated ways. Our discipline is cracking – spring displays bring people out and home sequester leaks. The … Continue reading →

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None Dare Call It (HA 49 Magic 9)

Posted on May 5, 2020 by sputterpub

My father warned about conspiracies when I, 13, attracted to the right, gave credence to dramatic theories. He told me members had to be more smart and able to keep secrets none can squeeze than any I or even he … Continue reading →

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