“…without a bird…”…“More,” my poem

“…without a bird…”…“More,” my poem

to kiss the eye…

 

 

More

 

No one of the ancients

   could have imagined this space,

this high empty shell

   that interrupts the sky

      without a bird to swoon and sigh,

this inside place

   that feels so wide,

with more of space than shape,

with more of stretch

   and more of up

      than edge or end.

 

This court was built

   to kiss the eye

      and swallow sound,

it pulls the senses off their rails,

there is less of small,

and more of reach,

it conjures birds to nudge still air.

 

Atrium of Saint Vincent Hospital

Worcester, MA

June 1, 2018

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

“Tear it up,” says Kurt Vonnegut

“Write a six line poem, about anything…

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
and the rest of my poetry books are for sale on Amazon (paperback and Kindle)
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Eye of the Needle…desperate but human…movie review

Eye of the Needle…desperate but human…movie review

more than a war story….

 

Movie review:

Eye of the Needle

 

Good vs. evil is the undercurrent of Eye of the Needle (1981, rated R, 112 minutes) but the drama is in the living and the dying of the fully believable characters: Donald Sutherland as the WWII German spy—“die Nadel”—and Kate Nelligan as Lucy, who becomes his nemesis.

A worldly viewer can easily guess the ending of this movie, so it’s not really a spoiler to say that Sutherland, the brutal German spy, has the Allies’ Normandy invasion plans and is trying to get them to Germany when he is shipwrecked on a remote island off Scotland. Lucy, a patriotic English woman who is the wife of a sheep farmer on the island, falls in love with die Nadel before she figures out what he is and kills him.

Die Nadel is desperate, but human. Lucy is lonely, but ultimately she rages to do the right thing. The brief seduction scene is a lover’s delight (brief nudity). The awkward interaction of the two reluctant lovers is credible. The violence is matter-of-fact and vicious.

Eye of the Needle works as a war story, a spy story, and a love story. It won’t put you to sleep.

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Movie review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: An Empire Divided

King George and his ministers

wanted the Caribbean sugar islands

more than they wanted the 13 colonies…

by Andrew Jackson O’Shaughnessy

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“The ocean makes its thrum…”…  “Ashore,” my poem

“The ocean makes its thrum…”…  “Ashore,” my poem

Each layered wave…

 

 

Ashore

 

This place, it has no words for me.

 

The ocean makes its thrum,

it pulls the bow across the longest string…

 

Each layered wave aspires to end in surf,

and lightly bears its encumbering crest,

wavers at the sandy lip

   and rolls beneath the swell,

makes room for every motion

   that was born afar in blue water,

and sidles now to make a final turn,

becomes mere rhythm…

 

May 6, 2021

Ogunquit, ME

It was high tide at the Beachmere Inn.
The broad curve of the bay accepted the languid procession of modest waves…
it all seemed so unexceptional, but I know that each wave is unique until it gets to the shore line.
The tableau did not speak to me. I know that my presence was not needed.

 

Published in Creative Inspirations, January-February 2023

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Book review: Mila 18

horrific truth by Leon Uris

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Battle of Wits…crypto in WWII…book review

Battle of Wits…crypto in WWII…book review

lots of personal drama

 

 

Book review:

Battle of Wits:

   The Complete Story of Codebreaking

      in World War II

 

by Stephen Budiansky (b.1957)

New York: The Free Press, 2000

436 pages with index, detailed notes

 

It is a bit disappointing to me that Budianky’s well-researched work is focused on American and British codebreaking work during WWII, with relatively little said about the opposing code work of the Axis powers.

Nevertheless, Battle of Wits is a personalized and engaging account of the people involved in codebreaking that began, with baby steps, in the years following WWI.

It’s a lot to read, the personalities are dramatically presented, and there is a fair amount of technical stuff, so the book can satisfy both casual readers and the techies.

If you think you know a lot about Enigma and the Japanese code work and all of the half-truths about codebreaking in the second great war, read this book and learn some more.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

Book review:

The American Revolution: A History

The “Founders” sure were afraid

         of “democracy”…

by Gordon S. Wood

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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“…the great brutes…”  “Revelation,” my poem

“…the great brutes…”  “Revelation,” my poem

behind the frosted mist…

 

 

Revelation

 

 

Beyond my domain, I leaned ahead

   to cross the slope

      under a brazen sky.

In the chill of dawn, I stopped.

 

The apparition…

A bull appeared.

 

He turned his horns to me,

showed no fear,

no gaze of knowing,

no sentient nod,

he stepped away…

 

Another creature shambled near,

regarded me with innocence,

and scarcely paused,

his brawny flank rippling slowly

   as he passed on…

 

I stretched my eye

   to the scant egress

      of these beasts with iron mien.

Indeed, I had not crossed the path

   of a rambling herd.

 

I chanced to find

   the portal of an ancient furnace of the gods,

who took such wild ores as they desired,

and stoked their smokeless fires

   behind the frosted mist,

and conjured life,

and smelted the great brutes—

   cold-forged in the chill of dawn—

      who stepped heavily across my path

         and did not mistake me

            for their kind.

 

January 7, 2020

Inspired by this quotation:

“I had seen a herd of buffalo, 129 of them, come out of the morning mist under a copper sky, one by one, as if the dark and massive, iron-like animals with the mighty horizontally swung horns were not approaching but were being created before my eyes and sent out as they were finished.”

by Isak Dinesen

in Out of Africa (1938)

 

My poem “Revelation” was published in my sixth collection of 73 poems, Above all: Poems of dawn and more.

You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),

or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”

“Revelation” also was published in my fifth collection of 53 poems, My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems.

You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),

or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”

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Book review: Seven Gothic Tales

by Isak Dinesen,

lush and memorable stories…

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
and the rest of my poetry books are for sale on Amazon (paperback and Kindle)
and free in Kindle Unlimited, search Amazon for “Richard Carl Subber”

 

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