The Stranger/L’Etranger…book review

The Stranger/L’Etranger…book review

where’s the beef?

 

 

Book review:

The Stranger/L’Etranger

 

by Albert Camus (1913-1960)

New York: Vintage International, 1942, 1989

Matthew Ward, trans.

123 pages

 

I know this is Camus’ first novel, and I know Camus is famous.

The Stranger leaves me cold. The prose is wan, the story detail isn’t too interesting, and the protagonist doesn’t step off the pages much.

Try it if you want to.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

The Reader (Der Vorleser)

Not just a rehash of WWII…

by Bernhard Schlink

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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
and the rest of my poetry books are for sale on Amazon (paperback and Kindle)
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The Book of Days…part xlviii

The Book of Days…part xlviii

The Book of Days

 

The dawn’s early light can be pleasure enough for the whole day.

There are words enough to tell the story of “the temptation of day to come.”

It is my delight to write some of them for your delectation.

 

 

s’more sky

 

A sky, well-baked,

the browning clouds are still,

there is no vigor nor vapor

   nor prospect in the vault,

the wide, wide oven

   of the star of day

      is open,

one big tasty treat

   that soon becomes

      another sky.

 

October 24, 2024

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

Fire in the Lake (book review)

you should have read it in 1972…

by Frances FitzGerald

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 74 free verse 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”

 

Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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The Homesman…book review

The Homesman…book review

just a ramble…

 

 

Book review:

The Homesman

 

by Glendon Swarthout (1918-1992)

New York: Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 1988

239 pages

 

Yeah, The Homesman is a story, alright, but it’s not a page turner.

Swarthout fails to make the homesman likable or believable.

The storyline just basically rambles across the prairie, with a bit of dancing thrown in here and there.

The homesman doesn’t commit to anything, and the author doesn’t commit to anything.

Read the whole story if you want to.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: “Bartleby, the Scrivener”

Loneliness beyond understanding…

by Herman Melville

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse 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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the true, the beautiful…

it’s there, look around…

 

 

“Eighty percent of everything

that is true and beautiful

can be experienced

on any ten-minute walk.”

 

from Somehow: Thoughts on Love

by Anne Lamott

New York: Riverhead Books, 2024

194 pages

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: The Bridges of Madison County

If you’re looking for

highly stoked eroticism

and high-rolling lives

that throw off sparks when they touch,

look elsewhere.

by Robert Waller

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 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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singing the easy tunes…“la cage,” my poem

singing the easy tunes…“la cage,” my poem

I’ve seen other creatures…

 

 

la cage

 

I could be wrong,

I think I’m a bird.

 

It’s hard to put it into words

   ‘cause I can’t talk

      in exactly the way

         the big creature does.

 

The creature can’t sing, of course,

I’ve sung the easy tunes

   so many times,

but all I hear from the creature

   is “la la la”

      and “mmmh mmmh,”

without a speck of joy.

 

The creature gives me food,

although the seeds are really old

   and the bugs are already dead!

and nectar?

oh well, I’ll keep waiting…

 

The hairy thing that barks

   doesn’t jump up any more,

I stopped being scared.

It’s a good thing I’m up so high!

 

I did get to fly once

   when the creature

      forgot to shut the little door,

but I didn’t go far,

my little arms got tired,

then I moved around three times

   and then the creature grabbed me—

it didn’t hurt—

and now I’m back inside.

 

I can see through the wall,

the sun is sometimes bright,

the sticks with greenish things

   go up and down,

and back and forth,

I’ve seen other creatures

   that sort of look like me,

I heard one sing my song.

 

A while ago, when it was dark

   I think I had a thought…

I’m sitting here… 

I can’t remember it.

 

December 7, 2024

“la cage” was inspired by “A Caged Bird” by Sarah Orne Jewett (1849-1909)

excerpt:

“High at the window in her cage

    The old canary flits and sings,

  Nor sees across the curtain pass

     The shadow of a swallow’s wings.”

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Shantung Compound

They didn’t care so much

   about each other…

by Langdon Gilkey

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 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”

 

Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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