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From Cottage Club

The view on Saturday at 9 a.m.is what I only see when I’m awayfrom home each week and cottage-hosting them,now grown so big that they prefer to playon screen instead of holding cards. I sayI’ll read and neither sweetheart acts … Continue reading

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Finishing Work

Accustomed to a long-term discipline,achieving what was chosen as a goal,is yes, success, and certainly a win,but leaves me feeling like it punched a holein me, that now requires self-controlto thrive without, without discarding yield.I want to keep the treasure … Continue reading

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Viewing 7:15

At 6:15 I stretched beside my bed,and nearly reached to turn on light and heat.But then I crawled between the sheets instead,supine another hour. Now I greetthe sun on rising, and the view is sweet.I’m starting late on all I … Continue reading

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Tele-Med

It’s Tele-Med today that’s crimping me.My morning’s crowded but it could be worse.I must reallocate my energybut I’m at home, and I can pen this versewhile biding for the dialogue-to-be.I tense in offices awaiting nurseor doctor – here I’ve got … Continue reading

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Who’s Judging Me?

Who’s judging me? I never overhearanalysis with which I might agreeor argue, though I’ve many voices near.Who’s judging me? I’m hardly inconspicuous or wee,and modulation’s seldom in my sphere.Abhorring murk I trumpet honesty too often and too loud, I’ve come … Continue reading

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No Thanks

“No thank you; I’d just rather stay inside,and hammer out two emails.” I don’t guessthat’s honest but he’s used to veering wideto ratify his sedentariness.I’m sorry (no apology implied,but rather an affectionate distress).It wasn’t for his company I asked,but I … Continue reading

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Overlook

I doubt my days are numbered, even now,but sometimes I assemble sundry fears –not catastrophic, but a lowered how,diminished why, enfeebled what appears.Fatigue encroaches and a pallor nears,and though I don’t detect a plummet yet,it may be life is numbering … Continue reading

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Next Big Thing

For Twenty twenty-four, I spent each daya little time on Spanish, or a lot.The next year I decided to make wayto modify food intake. And I gotfair progress in both projects, though I’d sayI need continuance – arrived I’m not.But … Continue reading

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Outstanding

“Another parking ticket?” (her dismayhalf-joking as she spotted 2 stores backthe Pay Station ignored when on her wayto lunch). She had collected quite a stackbut paid them all, I thought, before her datewith DMV (last week, at 10 past 2).“I’ll … Continue reading

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Temporary Immunity

Some friends complain of brain fog now and then.I must admit I don’t know what they mean.My only reference to that state was whenI long ago gave up the nicotine(the feeling: dull but brief and in between –a hard-to-focus view … Continue reading

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