by Richard Subber | Sep 14, 2025 | My poetry, Poetry, Tidbits
the crumbs beckon…
not just cookies…
Don’t reach for the last one,
not yet,
let the full taste linger,
let the crunch
become a munch,
let the crumbs beckon,
lick your fingers
one last time,
then go ahead.
Do it.
Eat the last macaroon.
Say “thank you!”
right out loud,
let everyone hear it!
May 25, 2025
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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.
Book review: An Empire on the Edge
by Nick Bunker
The British wanted to win
the Revolutionary War,
but they had good reasons
for not trying too hard…
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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.
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by Richard Subber | Sep 11, 2025 | Book reviews, Books, Language, Poetry, Reviews of other poets
Check out May Sarton’s poems
Book review:
Good Poems: American Places
Garrison Keillor (b1942), ed.
New York: Viking, 2011
484 pages
Keillor is no slouch when it comes to picking readable poems, I give him full credit for that.
However, there are so many poems here that this volume isn’t selective in any meaningful way.
Good Poems: American Places has themed sections that are obviously different but the topics aren’t obviously useful.
Is there something for everyone here?
Does anyone really care?
I found a few gems: for example, poems by Tom Hennen and May Sarton.
‘Nuff said.
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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.
How does a poem end?
“Finis,” my thoughts (my poem)
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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 6, 2025 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
children show the way…
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Darkness begs for light.
The shaded bower does not fight
the sun’s traverse,
the first bright ray
that heralds day…
The night embraces all its dark,
at dusk the light well knows
to fade,
faint stars are meagre,
creatures huddle
to protect their own,
endings seem to come to fore,
but dawn begins
to make its way…
Great shadows linger
in the barn’s high reach,
the hay is mounded,
making dark spaces
where no one goes,
making the hiding spots
that no one knows,
and yet the children
climb old ladders,
and flounce the hay and shout
and guard their lantern
in the shadows,
and heed the lure of dark,
and make some day
as they make their lark…
May 29, 2025
inspired by “…to make sunshine in a shady place.” from The Sketches of Louisa May Alcott, by Louisa May Alcott, New York: Ironweed Press, Inc., 2001, 282 pages, p. 250
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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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and free in Kindle Unlimited, search Amazon for “Richard Carl Subber”
Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.
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by Richard Subber | Sep 4, 2025 | Book reviews, Books, Language, Poetry, Reviews of other poets
…of pears and bears…
Book review:
Traveling Light: Collected and New Poems
by David Russell Wagoner (1926-2021)
A prolific American writer, poet, novelist
It’s a pleasure to recommend Traveling Light. Wagoner has some heavy duty poetry chops.
Any serious poet can learn from his examples. Repeatedly, as I read through Traveling Light, I wanted to pick up my pen and grab a piece of paper and try my hand at writing the images he sees.
Readers, dig in! Wagoner finds the right words for those feelings, those realities that you didn’t imagine before you read his intuitions…
…such as, feeding a whole sack of fresh pears to a camel in the zoo:
“…She watched me disappear,
Then with a rippling trudge went back to her stable
To snort, to browse on hay, to remember my sack forever.
She’d been used to having no pears, but hadn’t known it…”
…such as, on meeting a bear in the bear’s own woods:
“…Withdraw without turning and start saying
Softly, monotonously, whatever comes to mind
Without special pleading:
Nothing hurt or reproachful to appeal to his better feelings.
He has none, only a harder life than yours…”
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Poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.
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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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