“…downbeat for the dawn…”…”Overture,” my poem

“…downbeat for the dawn…”…”Overture,” my poem

a kind of music of the spheres…

 

 

Overture

 

I stood awhile in prescient dark,

faint sounds of night

   were near and far,

a rustling song,

a sylvan chord,

a tiny thrum,

and more—

 

a downbeat for the dawn to come,

scant chorus rising,

I whispered hallowed words

   to make a coda,

and waited for the star of day.

 

January 21, 2023

Inspired by “Behind Stowe” (1927) by Elizabeth Bishop (1911-1979)

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A poem about the right thing

…and the lesser incarnation…

“Vanity”

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The Complete Poems of Sarah Orne Jewett (book review)

The Complete Poems of Sarah Orne Jewett (book review)

good story telling…

 

 

Book review:

The Complete Poems of Sarah Orne Jewett

 

by Sarah Orne Jewett (1849-1909)

New York: Ironweed Press, 1999

85 pages

 

It is a solid, pleasant experience to read the poems of Sarah Orne Jewett.

Mostly her imagery in The Complete Poems is not exalted, and mostly her insights are not life-changing, but she is a compelling story teller and she invites the reader to see what she sees.

That’s good.

Some excerpts:

 

“And so, across the empty miles

   Light from my star shines. Is it, dear,

Your love has never gone away?

   I said farewell and—kept you here”

From “Together”

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“The nearest daisies looked at me

   Because they heard me call;

And they told each other what I had said,

  Though they did not hear it all.

And I stood there wishing for you,

   All alone on the hill;

While far below were the fields asleep,

   And above, the sky so still.”

From “A Night in June”

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“I saw the worn rope idle hang

   Beside me in the belfry brown.

I gave the bell a solemn toll—

   I rang the knell for Gosport town.”

From “On Star Island”

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A glimpse of the millennial dawn…

witness to the song of the sea…

a nature poem

Chanson de mer

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“…the journey is always different…”…(”Whither…” my poem)

“…the journey is always different…”…(”Whither…” my poem)

my restless eye

 

 

Whither…

 

I do not see the next turn in my road.

 

I know there will be choosing,

I know that I cannot turn

   both left and right

      as need there be,

that some roads

   will be traveled only once,

that in my living

   I may turn back, betimes,

but the journey is always different

   in the second passage.

 

The known past dims,

and my unknown future

   will brighten with every dawn,

and I know there is no certain map

   of my next steps—

I am content to round the next turn,

and so to look ahead

   to spy the turning

      that invites my restless eye.

 

January 12, 2020

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Book review: The Cradle Place

by Thomas Lux

poems wrapped in a wet rag…

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“Love has a name,” a ruby future (poem)

“Love has a name,” a ruby future (poem)

…the vanishing point…

 

 

Love has a name

 

She imagined bliss in the dark

   on the cool sand.

He numbly spoke his part

   in a lovers’ quarrel.

She offered him so many futures together,

paired, and shared.

She offered one exotic future

   in her ruby world.

She heard the lovers’ music,

not knowing that he danced

   to familiar rhythms

      without hearing the tune

         that chimed in her heart.

She offered him their futures,

but he ensnared that single one

   that would make them one,

he could not release it

   to her nurture and her joyful care,

he stole the ruby future and ran away.

 

He left a lonely rose

   and a note with two words

      that she could not accept,

and he rushed to the vanishing point

   on his horizon.

 

She held his note, signed with his “G”…

she stared at her empty horizon,

with barely hot tears,

she shuddered in the first searing sadness,

knowing that she had never spoken his name.

 

Feb 26, 2021

Inspired by The Good Karma Hospital, a 2017 TV series that ran for three seasons. In the last episode, Dr. Ruby Walker learns that her love affair with Dr. Gabriel Varma isn’t a love affair, and is only another example of Dr. Varma’s pathetic inability to make a commitment.

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American Character: A History of the Epic Struggle…

Colin Woodard makes it easier to understand…(book review)

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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“…the frosted flowing stream…” (“The water way,” poem)

“…the frosted flowing stream…” (“The water way,” poem)

…makes the fairy filigrees…

 

 

The water way

 

The vaulted glen preserves the cold calm,

enwraps the stillness,

enfolds the shrouded bowers,

hushes the tiny creatures

   that do not sleep,

and graces the febrile stream

   that ice cannot subdue,

the frosted flowing stream

   that falls from freckled rock

      to ledge to pool,

and foams awhile,

and pauses, turns,

and makes the fairy filigrees

   that hang in air,

and finds its familiar course

   in channels that defy

      the glaze of winter.

 

September 7, 2019

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Book review: Shawshank Redemption

A world I do not want to know…

by Stephen King

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Grooming, Gossip, and the Evolution of Language (book review)

Grooming, Gossip, and the Evolution of Language (book review)

language is social cement…

 

 

Book review:

Grooming, Gossip, and the Evolution of Language

 

by Robin Dunbar (b1947)

British anthropologist and evolutionary psychologist

London: Faber and Faber Limited, 1996

 

Grooming, Gossip, and the Evolution of Language is a fascinating, comprehensive account of how human beings got language and what it’s good for.

Hint: our ape-like ancestors figured out that grooming wasn’t enough to maintain their social relationships in their reproductive groups, and language made it possible to increase group size (for safety) by substituting for the physical contact of grooming.

Dunbar offers detailed and persuasive guidance on how we manage our social and political (organizational) relationships, and shows that groups that are larger than 150 individuals are extremely difficult, if not impossible, to thrive in and manage. If your work group comprises more than 150 persons, roughly speaking, your boss can’t manage the group and team work isn’t feasible.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2022 All rights reserved.

 

American Character: A History of the Epic Struggle…

Colin Woodard makes it easier to understand…(book review)

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

 

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