Tag Archives: Poetry

The Girls and the Insects

Posted on April 16, 2021 by sputterpub

The rooms above the place across the yardhave been to grad school coeds rented out.They’re cute, but seem to find their work so hard,they have no time to haul a bin. They doubttheir tenant skills; they both have lived withoutthe … Continue reading →

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Dry Winter

Posted on April 15, 2021 by sputterpub

I can’t control the weather or the sea.I’m powerless to stop the viral spread.My loved ones act like they’re ignoring me,so self-esteem is found in my own head.I’m old enough I don’t bemoan. Instead,accepting drought and doom, I damp my … Continue reading →

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Dissociation

Posted on April 14, 2021 by sputterpub

So much of what I thought I understoodis contradicted by the recent past.My turf was a suburban neighborhood –of course I thought that ambience would last.But values taught as permanent and goodwere post-war pushes, marketed so fastand flashy, flooding on … Continue reading →

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Spring Cleaning

Posted on April 13, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s usually the fall that triggers meto start a project or to modify,but I am springing now – I want to beengaged, outside, among. I long to trymy feet again, at urban liberty.For now, I aim to clean this place, … Continue reading →

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Skipping

Posted on April 12, 2021 by sputterpub

I skipped two days of morning exercise,for Saturday I played at toddler stuff,and Sunday’s when I like to rest my thighsand calves. My aging body gets enoughon weekdays now – this year’s routine suppliesme, works my stamina, is nothing tough.But … Continue reading →

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To Market

Posted on April 11, 2021 by sputterpub

The lights are on across the yard again,illuminating nothing for no eyes,as careless stagers try to merchandise. Accessorizing and arranging whento open house, installing clean disguise,the lights are on across the yard again,illuminating nothing for no eyes. The seats where … Continue reading →

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It Isn’t Personal

Posted on April 10, 2021 by sputterpub

It isn’t personal. Don’t take it so.They don’t mean any insult or offense.They have their own concerns – I think you knowit isn’t personal. What you term disrespect and feel intenseabout is disregard. They overflowwith prime concerns – their issues … Continue reading →

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Outflanked

Posted on April 9, 2021 by sputterpub

It happened she was hurt when she was five –abandoned for barbaric surgery.And afterwards, although she did surviveof course, she altered her trajectory,assuming all responsibilityfor reaching full potential depth and length.She cultivated stamina and strength. Disclosive and ungettable she grew.No … Continue reading →

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Weak Controls

Posted on April 8, 2021 by sputterpub

I started knowing, when the children came,how vital and important was my role,how love could be resentful, all the same,how often I would lecture or cajole.I tried to act in ways I’d seldom blame.I boggled at how much I can’t … Continue reading →

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March 31

Posted on April 7, 2021 by sputterpub

On Odin’s day last week, I took a break.Preceding days required I exerta bit too much, and coming stints would takethe energy and patience I maintainfor when the peace of family’s at stake.Before the 1st of April I reclined.My only … Continue reading →

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