Tag Archives: Health

House Arrest 18 (Terza Rima)

Posted on April 4, 2020 by sputterpub

Alive, we haven’t yet abandoned hope, although we’re half-forsaken, leader-lost, and turning to the power in our soap, by media and propaganda tossed together toward a herd immunity, no matter what the economic cost, to venture in a future none … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 16 (Coronavirus Iris)

Posted on April 2, 2020 by sputterpub

My family has normal temperatures – we understand the power of apart. Awaiting new vaccines and symptom cures, we’re staying in our separate homes but start to suffer cabin fever, one and all. We want to eat together, and embrace … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 14 (Haiku)

Posted on March 31, 2020 by sputterpub

The bug’s holding sway, alas, too long. Keep 6 feet away to succeed.

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House Arrest 12 (Rondine)

Posted on March 29, 2020 by sputterpub

We’re not dead yet, although we weren’t wise. We made our cities grow beyond control, created business body with no soul, threw airplanes packing virus in our skies. The pessimists exhibit no surprise; the cheerful try yet sighing to console … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 11 (Roundel)

Posted on March 28, 2020 by sputterpub

Is this too close to an apocalypse? Have we been travel-arrogant too much? Too global with a handshake and a kiss? Is this too close? The flu we thought we knew was never such. It brought us down but not … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 10 (Ballade)

Posted on March 27, 2020 by sputterpub

I wonder how our days will be when we emerge from dread. Will stores reopen suddenly, or stutter back instead? Will commerce face-to-face be dead with no return of queue? Will everyone need shot or med when we defeat the … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 9 (Triolet)

Posted on March 26, 2020 by sputterpub

I thought I’d suffer cabin fever here, but I feel safe and comfortable instead; outside is weird – I’m sensing folks in fear. I thought I’d suffer cabin fever here and hunger for a social atmosphere, but I don’t want … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 7 (At Least)

Posted on March 24, 2020 by sputterpub

Each day it sinks in deeper what a mess we’ve made, how serious pandemic is: the overturning market, local biz beset or forced to close. We cannot guess a timeline – lacking data we confess we’re almost clueless. Theories fade … Continue reading →

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House Arrest 6 (Limerick)

Posted on March 23, 2020 by sputterpub

Some mammal released a flu storm That forced human trade to reform, Regardless of who We know this is true: Nobody escapes the new norm.

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Morning Therapy

Posted on March 23, 2020 by sputterpub

Resuming at-home exercise at last, to end a long hiatus – two months off – I knew I’d ache, but soreness has surpassed my expectation. Added to the cough that lingers, I am feeling tender, old, and weaker than I … Continue reading →

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