by Richard Subber | Oct 1, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry
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.
Silence
In slow moments of leisure,
admiring its reflection
in the dappled, quiet stream,
the rising sun reviews new tints
for the canvas of the morning.
Night has stolen the bright colors
of the sleeping trees,
leaving black shadows
yearning for dawn.
The sun mixes its palette of vibrant greens,
and wakens the sleepers.
The timid clouds
that blush in day’s first light
enrobe themselves in prudent white.
September 23, 2019
Inspired by “Silent Symphony” by Mary Lou Healy © 2019,
as published by Poets Collective, September 22, 2019
http://poetscollective.org/blog/silent-symphony/
My poem “Silence” was published in my third collection of 64 poems, In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears.
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Book review: Waterloo
The slightly Hollywood bravery
of Richard Sharpe,
the butcher’s work done at the battle…
by Bernard Cornwell
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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 52 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 29, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry
and listen twice!
Sing!
She sings a cascade,
a gush of notes and words,
she sings a river,
great flash of song,
her singing is a dance,
all tempo,
all flash,
all swing,
her lilt won’t end,
it rises, rises…
she makes you want to sing!
August 9, 2026
Inspired by the singing of Violet Hanks
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Movie review: Same Time, Next Year
all-American adultery, oh yeah…
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 74 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 22, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
teasing for recognition
facta
She has a plan.
The cotton balls are vital,
she keeps a handy supply of
cardboard and colored paper,
tape is essential,
tape is the key
to all exactness in the doing,
speed is not exactly the entire reality
but deliberate haste is her style,
she builds with mute devotion to the outcome,
identity is not so needful
as function and connection,
her creatures are elegant monstrosities,
her temples are sturdy elaborations of design
and form that find barely imagined boundaries,
her hybrids tease for recognition
in their own dimensions,
her work is her success, her doing, her design.
She’s busy, she never looks up…
July 21, 2019
If you have good stuff, you can make anything.
It helps if you can imagine everything.
My poem “facta” was published in my eighth collection of 57 poems, Empyrean: new poems.
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The Wind and the Lion (1975)
heroic, the way it was…(movie review)
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many waters: more poems with 53 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 17, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
so much of life
a welcome
wandering in the woods,
wondering in the woods,
feeling like a stranger,
listening for the friendly sounds
and the queries
of the creatures
who will remain after I go,
finding the old trail,
walking the old bend,
recalling the blissful view
of water and bank and dam
and old dead tree
that won’t bud and won’t budge.
The woods are dark and deep,
and they make a welcome
in the shady spots,
and they urge a walker
through the sunny spots,
and they sing a ceaseless song
for all who listen.
So much life,
and little deaths too,
but so much life.
July 21, 2026
Image courtesy of Nancy Bryant
Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.
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Book review: The Bartender’s Tale
Ivan Doig’s story, I mostly loved it…
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In high meadows: poems abide with 60 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 12, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
a thing of great wonder
getting closer
The word “finality”
seems to be on my mind,
I don’t think the end is near,
but I think of it more often.
I don’t think I’m afraid to die,
but it can be a thing of wonder.
My younger me had almost no time
to think of ending,
but now it seems more real.
July 12, 2026
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Book review: The Blithedale Romance
by Nathaniel Hawthorne, not his best…
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In high meadows: poems abide with 60 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 8, 2026 | Language, My poetry, Poetry
each layered wave…
Ashore
This place, it has no words for me.
The ocean makes its thrum,
it pulls the bow across the longest string…
Each layered wave aspires to end in surf,
and lightly bears its encumbering crest,
wavers at the sandy lip
and rolls beneath the swell,
makes room for every motion
that was born afar in blue water,
and sidles now to make a final turn,
becomes mere rhythm…
May 6, 2021
Ogunquit, ME
It was high tide at the Beachmere Inn.
The broad curve of the bay accepted the languid procession of modest waves…
it all seemed so unexceptional,
but I know that each wave is unique until it gets to the shore line.
The tableau did not speak to me.
I know that my presence was not needed.
Published in Creative Inspirations, January-February 2023.
My poem “Ashore” was published in my eighth collection of 57 poems, Empyrean: new poems.
You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),
or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”
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A Farewell to Arms (book review)
classic Ernest Hemingway
with relentlessly realistic dialogue…
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In high meadows: poems abide with 60 free verse poems,
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