“Tear it up,” says Kurt Vonnegut

“Tear it up,” says Kurt Vonnegut

I won’t show you mine…

 

 

You can learn something from Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (1922-2007)

Now, Vonnegut isn’t my favorite writer. Yes, of course, I’ve read Slaughterhouse-Five. OK, that puts me in the “I’ve read Slaughterhouse-Five” category. To paraphrase Woody Allen, the novel has to do with World War II and stuff…

OK, sorry about that downer intro. I don’t incline to sound like a Vonnegut fan when I say that the following anecdote is a glorious insight that moves me.

In 2006, shortly before his death, Vonnegut gave some advice to five New York City high school guys who had written to him:

“. . . Here’s an assignment for tonight,

and I hope Ms. Lockwood will flunk you if you don’t do it:

Write a six line poem, about anything, but rhymed . . .

Make it as good as you possibly can.

But don’t tell anybody what you’re doing.

Don’t show it or recite it to anybody,

not even your girlfriend or parents or whatever, or Ms. Lockwood. OK?

Tear it up into teeny-weeny pieces, and discard them . . .

You will find that you have already been

         gloriously rewarded for your poem.

You have experienced becoming,

         learned a lot more about what’s inside you,

                    and you have made your soul grow.”

 

Oh yes, I’m writing my poem now.

Don’t show me yours.

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Home Team: Poems About Baseball (book review)

Home Team: Poems About Baseball (book review)

even baseball in the dark…

 

 

Home Team: Poems About Baseball

 

by Edwin Romond

West Hartford, CT: Grayson Books, 2018

 

You really don’t have to be a baseball fan to feel the joy that just won’t quit in Romond’s offering of romantic poems about baseball.

I mean romantic in the sense of the 19th century Romantic Era, when practitioners in most of the arts were focused on the many dimensions of intense emotion and esthetic experience.

You will discover that Romond’s poetry has so much of longing, and recognition, and acceptance, and the joys we can find in everyday life, and Home Team has many versions of all that.

My favorite is “Baseball in the Dark,” a ripe recollection of a young boy’s dream that he could again hear radio broadcaster Mel Allen’s “summer voice going, going, on and on…telling me baseball in the dark.” That would be a downright good thing to do, and Romond knows a lot of those things.

You can check out Romond’s poetry books on his website, click here.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2021 All rights reserved.

 

The poetic art of Grace Butcher

Poetry for reading out loud…

         it’s that good

Book review: Child, House, World

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A Farewell to Arms (book review)

A Farewell to Arms (book review)

…relentlessly realistic dialogue…

 

 

(book review)

A Farewell to Arms

 

Ernest Miller Hemingway (1899-1961)

New York: The Modern Library, 1932.

 

It’s been a while since I read Hemingway.

A Farewell to Arms is a slow starter, and again I learned to pace myself without too much trouble. The action is restrained but steady, and again I realized gradually that a key element is the relentlessly realistic dialogue.

The American protagonist, Frederick Henry, is involved in every scene. The life of the book is his life. His recurring, desultory involvement in his own life and his role in the Italian Army during World War I is the backdrop of his elaborately recounted relationship with the nurse, Catherine Barkley.

A Farewell to Arms doesn’t really seem to be a war novel. On the other hand, except for brief interludes, the characters really don’t seem to be at peace. For Frederick Henry, it’s an ironic farewell.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2020 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Seven Gothic Tales

by Isak Dinesen

her lush and memorable stories…

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Book review: The Poems of Robert Frost

Book review: The Poems of Robert Frost

no need for a treasure map…

 

 

Book review:

The Poems of Robert Frost

With an Introductory Essay “The Constant Symbol”

 

by Robert Lee Frost (1874-1963)

New York: The Modern Library/Random House, Inc., 1946

 

In his opening essay, Frost says “…poetry…is metaphor, saying one thing and meaning another, saying one thing in terms of another, the pleasure of ulteriority. Poetry is simply made of metaphor.”

My copy of The Poems of Robert Frost is a treasure ship with two old stained green covers. I’ve been reading it for about 60 years. It’s a bit beat up, but when I open it, it shines.

I’m not reckless enough to name “my favorite” poem—I keep changing my mind as I read through them again. Frost is a teacher. He has found so many of the right words, and he has put so many of them in the right order.

I always enjoy “The Last Word of a Bluebird (as told to a child).” The Crow carries the little Bluebird’s final message to Lesley. In his low voice he brings word about the north wind and the impending winter cold that drives the Bluebird away. The compassionate bird urges Lesley to be good, and promises that “…perhaps in the spring/He would come back and sing.”

I’m waiting for the spring time, and I have a good book to help me pass the time.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2019 All rights reserved.

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Book review: Seven Gothic Tales

Book review: Seven Gothic Tales

They’re not flamboyant,

     but they are fabulous…

 

 

Book review:

Seven Gothic Tales

 

by Isak Dinesen (1885-1962)

Dorothy Canfield, Introduction

New York: Harrison Smith and Robert Haas, Inc., 1934

420 pages

 

 

Isak Dinesen’s story doesn’t stop with Out of Africa. For starters, Isak Dinesen isn’t her name, but you probably know that.

Baroness Karen Christenze von Blixen-Finecke (née Dinesen) was a Danish author who wrote using several pen names, notably Isak Dinesen.

Her oeuvre is lush and memorable. Out of Africa is a compelling classic tale of life and love. Who wouldn’t love Denys Finch Hatton? After you’ve read Babette’s Feast, you don’t have any trouble recalling what it’s about. The films by the same names are authentic delights.

Seven Gothic Tales isn’t flamboyant, but it is fabulous. If you’re a writer, you may feel—a lot, or a little—that you wish you could write like Isak Dinesen. If you’re not a writer, you could wish that you may be one in another life.

Her muse is fertile and friendly—she manages, on page after page, to write what Coleridge identified as “the best words.” The storytelling is warm, the characters are vivid and realistic, and the context is so desirable.

Two of my favorite Gothic tales are “The Old Chevalier” and “The Poet.” The narrator in “The Old Chevalier” mentions, with approval, “I…do not think that I could ever really love a woman who had not, at some time or other, been up on a broomstick.” In “The Old Poet,” one of the characters is “the Councilor,” who “maintained an idea of paradise, for his generation had been brought up on the thought of life everlasting, and the idea of immortality came naturally to him.”

Isak Dinesen writes with casual skill to create worlds in which humanity thrives, and she fills Seven Gothic Tales with civilized entertainment.  

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2018 All rights reserved.

 

Forget about Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Dracula is a scary book, really…

by Bram Stoker

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Book review: The Bridges of Madison County

Book review: The Bridges of Madison County

Book review:

The Bridges of Madison County

 

by Robert James Waller (1939-2017)

New York: Warner Books Inc., 1992

171 pages

 

The Bridges of Madison County was notably popular when it was a new book. However, I’m aware that not everyone is a fan.

If you’re looking for highly stoked eroticism and high-rolling lives that throw off sparks when they touch, look elsewhere.

Frankly, for lots of tastes, here’s good advice: look elsewhere no matter what you’re looking for.

For me, Bridges documents the chance intersection of the putatively unremarkable lives of Francesca and Robert with all the heat and dazzle of slow-moving lava, without its destructive power. They come together, they permit each other to nourish their beautiful personae, and they generate a passion that consumes without burning.

Francesca and Robert come together too late in their lives, after unbreakable commitments have been made to other cherished persons who, regrettably, are not like themselves.

I am drawn to the unsounded depths of their love and their absolute, cascading, undeniable recognition of each other as the unforgettable objects of their burgeoning desire.

They understand that they must be content with the short lifetime of their dalliance. They honor their love by deeply understanding its nature, and by accepting the permanent separation that their unyielding integrity requires.

Robert whispers to Francesca: “…this kind of certainty comes only once…”

The Bridges of Madison County is a love song, a courtship, a delicate primer on yearning, a too brief opportunity to know how it feels to be in love like that.

Do yourself a favor, and give it a try.

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  A poet is a “maker”

…and it doesn’t have to rhyme…

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2017 All rights reserved.

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)
and free in Kindle Unlimited, search Amazon for “Richard Carl Subber”

 

 

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