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Time Out

Posted on April 18, 2023 by sputterpub

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)

Posted on April 12, 2023 by sputterpub

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

Posted on April 4, 2023 by sputterpub

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

Posted on April 1, 2023 by sputterpub

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

Posted on March 9, 2023 by sputterpub

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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Accumulation

Posted on March 5, 2023 by sputterpub

Four years ago my bathroom was remade,creating space for bathtub, better sink,retaining skylight, fitting higher gradeof tile. My designer had to thinkcreatively; the workers knew their trade.I use the sink to rinse but not to drink,shampoo or launder. I behave … Continue reading →

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Efflorescence

Posted on February 27, 2023 by sputterpub

The mortar’s not supposed to turn to dust.It shouldn’t bulge and powder-drop this way.I’ll call and pay a tradesman if I must,but that’s an errand for a later day.I’m sure there’s water – we had so much rain,there has to … Continue reading →

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Condensation

Posted on February 22, 2023 by sputterpub

I boiled water for a nasal rinseand fogged my kitchen windows thoroughly.The garden view is looking wintry since,but spring in fact approaches bloomingly,so pollen irritates me, probably,producing mucus and persistent drainthat coats my throat and chokes phlegmatically,distilling a desire for … Continue reading →

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Homecoming

Posted on February 12, 2023 by sputterpub

Returning after 20 years awayfrom where she started life and spent much time,the differences she notices dismay,but most the views are charming – urban grimeand old graffiti, weather off the bay,drug deals half-mistakable as crime,lights and bikes and ambience so … Continue reading →

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Other People’s Problems

Posted on February 3, 2023 by sputterpub

I bought the cottage 15 years ago.Its genesis in 1944was guest room in the yard, where it won’t show,behind a single-family shingled house.A college town, the place would undergoprogression into flats to rent, then buy.An H.O.A. of 5 at last, … Continue reading →

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