by Richard Subber | Apr 4, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry
…for two to share
Reverie
Fireside watching after noon
on such a cloudy day,
it may be not the best of times
to stay alone here silently,
to stay inside this house
with crowded happy thoughts
on such a cloudy day.
The chill rampage encloses
house and home and hearth and me,
and I alone contain
the quiet fire and you.
Your happy smiles I know so well
surpass the warming feat
of embering wood,
the tranquil moment stays a moment more,
and one remains for two to share.
February 18, 1968
Bethlehem, PA
for Barb, my dearest one
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Book review: Saint Joan
by George Bernard Shaw
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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Mar 31, 2024 | Reflections, Tidbits
no voice too small…
“The prayer of the humble pierces the clouds…”
Book of Sirach, 35:17
Expect miracles.
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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.
The “dime novels” in the Civil War
Think “blood-and-thunder”…
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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Mar 28, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
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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“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,
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by Richard Subber | Mar 26, 2024 | History, Human Nature, Theater and play reviews
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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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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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Mar 23, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
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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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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