Author Archives: sputterpub

Break

I’m taking a break. I need time to adjust to some changes, and space in which to stretch. I’ll be back. Advertisements

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National Anthem

When I was young, my father musicked me (by vinyl records and his reel-to-reel) with opera, Broadway tunes and symphony, in folksongs and their singalong appeal, and Souza marches played by Army bands, with jazz and ragtime, blues and their … Continue reading

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Reunion

Matriculating 50 years ago, the season of reunion has arrived. I went to two high schools, and so I know too many overall, too few archived to render tender time together now, so I declined attending either drill. But I … Continue reading

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Neighborhood Shops

Overheard in the Elmwood area of Berkeley, one October afternoon, as Del’s path crossed that of a middle-aged couple: He (looking at the “Available” sign where Jeremy’s used to be): “Another one gone.” She (with a glance at the storefront … Continue reading

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Sacred

Resorting to the dictionary, I was sick of hearing “sacred” used so much. I can’t stop evolution, but I try remembering the roots, to keep in touch with origins. I’m never overnice, but I appreciate syntax and wit. Adoring words, … Continue reading

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Avicide

At half past nine this morning, as I sat beside my window, reading news and clues to puzzles, I was startled by the flat concussion of a missile off its cruise: a sparrow struck the pane and fell on deck. … Continue reading

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Surprise Ending

Accustomed as I am to be shut up whenever I’m in Mom’s vicinity, as much as I’m determined to put up with disregard for my veracity and memory (and cause she set the tone at home, my dad and brothers … Continue reading

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