A new poem about the right thing…

A new poem about the right thing…

Think again

about doing the right thing

(a new poem)

 

 

Vanity

 

Is it too hard to do the right thing?

Is it right to do the hard thing?

 

We feel old passion to stand up

and stand fast,

   in our crystal rectitude,

      for the right thing.

We know it, we love it,

   it is a thriving joy,

      manifest in our minds

      and in our hearts.

 

 

 

 

 

The mighty do not marvel.

The minions are not moved.

Other multitudes will not make

a murmur to urge us

to dream of good works,

   they do not encourage yearning

   to do the public good that slights no man.

 

Our prospect is more vain striving,

   or the meaner choice:

   endorse a pale type of the right thing.

 

The hard work—

the imperative reach for some right portion—

is to make our halloo to a lesser incarnation

of this dream that will not live in other hearts.

 

March 11, 2016

You might think that desperate convulsions in the Republican presidential primary in the spring of 2016 could have been the wellspring of this poem. In fact, I wrote it reflectively, as a reminder to my idealistic self that commitment to the right thing is of paramount importance, and that acknowledgement of the realistic possibilities is an imperative precondition for effective action.

Striving for the unreachable is a vanity.

A wise person said: pick battles you can win.

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For a change of pace,

read this book review

of one woman’s desperate childhood,

The Homeplace by Marilyn Nelson

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It’s easy to remember the sauce

(my nature poem)

“Debut”

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The Homeplace (book review)

The Homeplace (book review)

Book review:

The Homeplace

 

by Marilyn Nelson Waniek (b.1946)

Prize-winning American poet

Baton Rouge, LA: Louisiana State University Press, 1990

 

Thinking about writing this review of The Homeplace re-boots the cold explosion in my self.

Honestly, there was turmoil in this reading.

Marilyn Nelson Waniek is a respected black poet. I’m an old white guy who writes and cares about poetry.

I don’t read much poetry by other writers that appeals to me. I know this doesn’t make me special. I think it’s an ordinary experience.

When I say much of Marilyn Nelson’s work doesn’t appeal to me, that doesn’t signify much of anything out of the ordinary.

When I say that some of poems wrap their hands around my throat and squeeze directly through to my soul, I mean exactly what those words mean.

It’s not “black poetry,” let’s get that straight. That term necessarily implies that there is “white poetry.” I think there are ways to characterize poetry, but the demeaning simplicity of “black poetry” or “white poetry” isn’t acceptable. I think it’s not possible. Poetry is personal, and it doesn’t have a skin color.

Here’s an excerpt from The Homeplace: these are words from “Chosen,” an understated account of a white Southern master and Diverne, a young black woman who is his slave, and Pomp, their son.

 

“Diverne wanted to die, that August night

his face hung over hers, a sweating moon.

She wished so hard, she killed part of her heart

…And the man who came

out of a twelve-room house and ran to her

close shack across three yards that night, to leap

onto her cornshuck pallet. Pomp was their

share of the future. And it wasn’t rape.

In spite of her raw terror. And his whip.”

 

I’d like to say I think I want to walk a mile in Marilyn Nelson’s shoes.

Maybe I was able to trudge a few steps when I read her poems.

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Walking on the beach is so personal

Do you remember?…”Take your time,” my poem

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Book review: Shawshank Redemption

Book review: Shawshank Redemption

Book review:

 

Rita Hayworth

     and the Shawshank Redemption

by Stephen King (b.1947)

 

This irrepressible, inscrutable short story by Stephen King is about bad people who are sort of really good people, and sort of good people who refuse to let really bad things become their way of life.

Red is a murderer, but we get past that in the first pages. Red is the philosopher-king of Shawshank Prison. For my money, Red is the point of the story. He repents his crime, he does the time, he comes to understand Andy Dufresne’s untouchable devotion to regaining his rightful freedom, and Red finally, doggedly, walks the line of rock walls in hayfields in Buxton until he unearths the final proof of a friendship, and hope.

Andy remains a mysterious character, all the way to the end. We know he’s innocent, we know he is cruelly and unjustly entombed and forgotten in hell, we know what he does in Shawshank, we admire his motivation, and yet we know the man only as Red knows him. Red is a passive observer, attentive to be sure, and responsive to Andy’s intellect and his bulldog determination, but Red never penetrates Andy’s mind, never really understands Andy’s private self.

For me, as for Red, the man Dufresne has a full-length poster picture of himself taped to the top of his head, and we never are able to get behind the poster and get in to the real Andy.

 

Enfin, I cheered Andy’s escape, and I was happy that Red finally got on the bus to McNary, Texas, and I think the two will enjoy a decent life in Zihuatanejo…and I think they live in a different world that I do not know, and do not want to know.

 

p.s. the movie is as good as the book.

 

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

 

Book review: Lord of the Flies

Never more relevant…

by William Golding

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Poets talk about poetry

…a red hot bucket of love…

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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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Book review: Forced Founders

Book review: Forced Founders

about the so-called “Founding Fathers”…

 

 

Book review:

Forced Founders:

Indians, Debtors, Slaves

& the Making of the

American Revolution in Virginia

 

by Woody Holton  

Williamsburg, VA: the Omohundro Institute of Early American History and Culture, 1999.

256 pages

 

Holton offers a backstory to the drive by Virginia’s elite political leaders to support the Declaration of Independence and the rebellion against England. He argues that Indians, slaves, merchants and small farmers, each in their own sphere, exerted influence on Washington, Jefferson and other Virginia leaders that helped to motivate their advocacy for independence.

Holton provides rich detail as he explores the obvious and not-so-obvious relationships of these interest groups, and as he describes the not wholly successful effort of the powerful landowners (in many cases, they were also land speculators) to achieve and expand their control of the factors of production: land, capital and labor.

Holton is at his most persuasive when he details circumstances in which the interests of the elites were more or less congruent with the interests of the generally disenfranchised but nevertheless potent subordinate classes who occupied their colonial world.

Forced Founders supports and enlarges our understanding that the so-called “Founding Fathers” were not a monolithic group motivated exclusively by patriotic fervor for independence.

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Book review:

American Scripture:

Making the Declaration of Independence

…basically, it’s trash talk to King George

by Pauline Maier

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Book review: An Empire Divided

Book review: An Empire Divided

it was all about the sugar islands…

 

 

Book review:

An Empire Divided:

The American Revolution

and the British Caribbean

 

by Andrew Jackson O’Shaughnessy

Philadelphia: University of Pennsylvania Press, 2000

O’Shaughnessy opens a new chapter in American history for me. One of his central themes is: why didn’t the British West Indies, the “sugar islands,” rebel at the same time as the North American mainland colonies that we know (incompletely) as the 13 original colonies? In fact, why didn’t the fabulously wealthy sugar islands rebel, period?

The West Indies—Barbados, Jamaica, and others in the British Caribbean—were part of the English colonial frontier throughout the period that we customarily regard as colonial American history, but we customarily ignore them. That’s a mistake. The West Indies were strongly integrated with the mainland colonies by trade, but politically they were a breed apart: much more strongly tied to the mother country through their protected status and monopoly exports of sugar products, and therefore much less inclined to rebel and throw away their continuing access to that richly rewarding connection. They needed the English navy to keep predatory French and Spanish forces at bay.

O’Shaughnessy’s prose is engaging, if a bit redundant here and there. He makes it plain that King George and his Privy Council and Parliament consistently dealt with the “big picture” of their Atlantic colonies, and he gives new context to the repeated punitive tax and other policies that helped to precipitate the Revolution.

An interesting revelation is that England never committed and never actually had enough military strength on our side of the pond to defeat Gen. Washington’s somewhat ragtag army.

Apparently the King and his ministers

wanted to hang on to the sugar islands

more urgently than they wanted

to keep the 13 colonies in the family.

Indeed, O’Shaughnessy takes pains to outline his argument that “the defense of the islands influenced British military strategy and contributed to the eventual British defeat at Yorktown,” sealing the victory of the rebellious mainland colonies in 1781 (p. xvi). The demands of West Indies plantation owners for protection, and the desire of the British government to secure the vast wealth of the sugar trade, caused naval and army forces to be allocated to the West Indies and thus drawn away from the Revolutionary War theater.

An Empire Divided was an insightful learning experience for me.

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New England Encounters (book review)

…the complex relations between Indians and colonists

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