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Two-Toned

Gaslighting me, this Spring the trellis hostswisteria of white, where purple bloomedthree years ago. They dangle like the ghostsof plants I bought from experts who assumedthe petals would be lilac on my postsand lattices. But this is white-costumed.Although the blossoms … Continue reading

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Meters (2)

Professional, with decades on the job,the contractor described himself to me.I overlooked him looking like a sloband took him at his word, initially.But when he turned to gas utility,he didn’t know that mine was piped exempt.I had to after-teach to … Continue reading

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Living with No Earthquake Valve

My cottage sits behind a shingled boxthat holds four separate units. They all sharea gas line but my own’s alone. When shocksfrom work around their basement (to repairthe drainage) caused the earthquake valve to trip,I understood why heaters didn’t flame,why … Continue reading

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A Soft Spot

A week ago, while reading in my chair,the vernal sunshine beckoned me to startthe ceiling fan, and open to warm airthe door of glass beside me. Looking downI noticed withered bugs or dust motes there.I took a cloth and swept … Continue reading

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Monday Mine

A friend suggested lunch and I agreed.We settled on a Monday meal, althoughI love to spend that day at home, to readand write and edit, talking to myselfas much as I require, want or need.On Sunday late the email hit … Continue reading

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Time Out

I had a spare hour last Friday at 2.I stretched out full-length on the floor.I didn’t have errands or labor to do,and outside the rain fell some more.The fire glowed orange – its heat was a treat –it’s spring but … Continue reading

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Spared (For Now)

Aroused by corvid chorus yesterday,I marveled at the raucous caws I heard.There must have been a myriad at swayabove my yard. I like the ebon bird,but not the clots of shit they leave behindas they take flight. So I was … Continue reading

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More On Bin Morons

It didn’t work. No matter how we ask,the only one reliable is I.Relocating the bins is no big task –just once a week – but neighbors don’t comply.They fill the bins but seldom cart them out.“I’ll help if I’m around,” … Continue reading

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Wisteria Envy

Perhaps the garden soil wants some food,or maybe west is not the way to face,or (likeliest) by too much shade I’m screwed,but my wisteria does not keep pacewith all the neighbor vines around my place.Where those abound with blooms, I’ve … Continue reading

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Again the Ants

Again the ants invade. It’s no surprise.Survival instincts have to be obeyed.Outside is cold and wet. Before my eyes,again the ants invade. Like moving coffee grounds, the bugs paradewithin my kitchen sink. So I ariseto drown and crush and vacuum … Continue reading

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