The Eye of the Story…book review

The Eye of the Story…book review

“Each work is new.”

 

 

Book review:

The Eye of the Story: Selected Essays and Reviews

 

by Eudora Alice Welty (1909-2001)

American short story writer and novelist, Pulitzer Prize winner

New York: Random House, 1977

355 pages

 

The Eye of the Story is lush, literate, filled with almost languid richness.

I can only imagine being so well read that I could recognize all of her references to other writers and the vast literature of novels and short stories. I envy the breadth of her engagement with the world of fiction.

I’m more interested in what she has to say about writing.

“We who encounter words used in certain ways are persuaded by them to be brought mind and heart within the presence, the power, of the imagination” (p. 134).

“Each work is new” (p. 135). Welty is talking about novels, but this also is true, so true, of poetry. She observes that, in the fiction of her contemplation, “words have been found for which there may be no other words” (p. 137).

“The imagination has to be involved, and more—ignited. How much brighter than the symbol can be the explicit observation that springs firsthand from deep and present feeling…” (p. 139).

“It is through the shaping of the work in the hands of the artist that you most nearly come to know what can be known, on the page, of his mind and heart, and his as apart from the others. No other saw life in an ordering exactly like this” (p. 144).

I find affirmation in The Eye of the Story. Welty declares that writing is an art that uses the literally infinite array of words in sequence to create a spectacular, unique exhibition of what’s in the writer’s mind and in her heart.

“Each work is new.” I believe that each poem is unique. Each engaged reader takes a new step on new ground each time he reads the poem.

The poet opens a new window in her mind each time she takes the quill in hand.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

A poem about the right thing

…and the lesser incarnation…

“Vanity”

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iambic pentameter, a sample…my poem

iambic pentameter, a sample…my poem

a better way to say…

 

 

In search of…

 

I wish I had a better way to say

the things I really want to hear today.

Alas, I don’t, and there’s the rub, you see?

The words I want won’t blossom here for me.

 

April 6, 2015

Sayin’ it the iambic pentameter way…

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Book review: Forced Founders

by Woody Holton

The so-called “Founding Fathers”

weren’t the only ones

who helped to shape our independence…

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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All of Us: The Collected Poems…book review

All of Us: The Collected Poems…book review

dry tears, is all…

 

 

Book review:

All of Us: The Collected Poems

 

by Raymond Carver (1938-1988)

American poet, short story writer

386 pages

 

Repeat after me: à chacun son goût.

This is my first experience with Carver’s poetry.

I’ll say this right out: I do not disdain Carver’s poems, neither do I feel any urge to read them again.

He didn’t bother with the lyric voice. Don’t look for any sparks. Occasionally, one will feel moved to dry tears.

Carver offers a monochrome oeuvre. It’s prose in disguise. In some dusty corners Carver is included in the loosely defined group of poets who write so-called “dirty realism.” Think Bukowski (but Carver isn’t as strident as Bukowski, not nearly as imperious as Bukowski).

Carver’s poetic efforts are better than dirt, but what he writes really isn’t poetry in any flavor that appeals to me.

…à chacun son goût

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2024 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Shakespeare’s Wife

Germaine Greer went overboard a bit…

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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“the trees lean in…”…“woodward,” my poem

“the trees lean in…”…“woodward,” my poem

yesterday’s trail…

 

 

woodward

 

The mystic mess

   of leaves and twigs

      and fractured stones,

no trace of steps,

the trees lean in

   to shade

      the vestige of a path,

there is the jumble

   of shapes no one has touched,

the water of each season

   knows its way,

the damp persists

   in darkened earth,

scant colors fleck

   the sombre tints,

a jewel of nature’s wont…

 

February 16, 2024

 

A view from the Woodland Crossing-Oakleaf link at Linden Ponds, Hingham, MA

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Book review: Seven Gothic Tales

by Isak Dinesen,

lush and memorable stories…

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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reach out, “touch the music,” my poem

reach out, “touch the music,” my poem

that toe is tapping…

 

 

touch the music

 

The horn is a sweet river

   of hot icing,

sprites chase the notes,

toe tapping just happens,

the sax galumphs

   and then it’s power and pout

      and plaintive moan

         and tickled scales,

a raft of rhythms that pushes through

   to almost endings,

the growly sax can make a joy

   to bounce inside our ears,

all dulcet, warm, and lazy…

 

January 26, 2024

 

easy listening in the Fireside lounge on a Friday afternoon

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Dangerous Liaisons…not a delight (movie review)

losing sight of right and wrong…

 

 

Movie review:

Dangerous Liaisons

 

Dangerous Liaisons (1988, rated R, 119 minutes) is not a garden of delight.

If you aspire to a working understanding of good and evil, you could do worse than listen to the riveting chatter of the leading personae: the Marquise de Merteuil (Glenn Close) and the Vicomte de Valmont (John Malkovich). They choose each word with careful, deliciously ribald, austerely cruel, and domineering intent.

This is a boundless exposé of the worst elements—of human intrigue, self indulgence, hubris, vaunting egos, and careless poaching of souls—that masquerade as amour.

Dangerous Liaisons is an ultimately degraded experience for both the characters and viewers, who must condemn the marquise and the vicomte for so many lives destroyed…death is an anticlimax in Dangerous Liaisons.

The marquise and the vicomte are burdened with a moral framework that shuns the absolute—they have unimaginably unsatisfied desires, and no intellectual imperative of right and wrong.

They swirl through their lives, casually jousting with each other as they amuse themselves in controlling the fates of other men and women, without realizing that they are not in control of their own fates.

 

The movie is based on a 1782 French epistolary novel titled Les Liaisons Dangereuses by Pierre-Ambroise Choderlos de Laclos, available in English translation.

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Movie review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2023 All rights reserved.

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