“duchess with a bird”…my poem

“duchess with a bird”…my poem

in stiff embrace…

 

 

duchess with a bird

 

The hennin is the mode,

it weighs upon her head

   but she does not wonder

      that it claims the eye,

it is a tower, but a trifle,

the flaring horns are innocent

   of finery or fancy,

they trail alike to capes

   that hide much of her gown.

 

She flaunts her wealth and her self,

and marvels as she stands alone

   in stiff embrace of the tiny bird,

her new universe, a bird’s horizon,

without joy, nor caper,

she cannot twirl.

 

The bird does not incline to fly,

it has no song,

quiet instants escape their time,

the bird is mystic,

it does not flail or flee,

she moves her empty hand to no avail,

together they make a tableau.

 

She who has no name

   does not think to share a word,

she feels no need to seek for more,

the bird is indistinct, content,

it stays.

 

She is a duchess with a bird,

she tilts her head,

her double-horned hat flares,

it makes a scene,

it conjures trailing musics,

and pomp of court.

 

July 27, 2024

 

Inspired by sculpture at Birch Creek 315, Linden Ponds, Hingham, MA

Revised based on feedback from Dee Bayne

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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)
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The Book of Days…part xxxxv

The Book of Days…part xxxxv

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.

 

Sol

 

That fabulous blot of starshine squeezed through

   a hole in the lightening sky…

I wanted to look right through it

   but the uttermost beauty

      is forbidden to our mortal eyes.

 

Yet I turned my eyes to it again,

and tried to stay…

I tried to look closer,

I think I saw an edge

   of pure, celestial delight.

 

Maybe I will imagine more.

I said “good morning.”

 

June 4, 2017

 

It was a transience, a moment for understanding, again, that there is more to sunrise than meets the eye.

 

My poem “Sol” was published in my third collection of 64 poems, In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears.

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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You’re down to one piece of bread…

…would you share it with anybody?

Tribe: On Homecoming and Belonging

by Sebastian Junger

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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and free in Kindle Unlimited, search Amazon for “Richard Carl Subber”

 

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dies spei, “wish a longer day”…my poem

dies spei, “wish a longer day”…my poem

share the hoping

 

 

dies spei

 

wish a longer day, 

then grab a higher branch,

and, yes, keep climbing.

 

June 30, 2024

(The title is Latin for “day of hope”)

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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,
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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“…another step to futures…”…“Look up,” my poem

“…another step to futures…”…“Look up,” my poem

think a good thought…

 

 

Look up

 

Sure enough, another dawn

   released another day,

a chance to see this old world

   another way,

to take another step to futures,

 

a blink in time, oh sure,

but another whole day

   to be alive,

to think a good thought,

to pause just once

   to really spy the sallow clouds

      and glance across the doughy sky,

and chance to see

   that patch of personality

      in the western span,

to think that, yes,

   the clouds have their own time,

in separate beats,

and I can savor mine.

 

June 29, 2024

(Modified with feedback from Dee Bayne)

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Book review: Saint Joan

a good one by George Bernard Shaw

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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“Dear blue sky…”…my poem

“Dear blue sky…”…my poem

thinking blue…

 

 

Re: sky

 

Dear blue sky,

 

Suddenly I know that you are always here,

and suddenly you seem

   more of a comfort than I had known.

 

I want to think more

   about tomorrow’s day,

and the streaming days of summer,

and the stormy days

   that hide your blue

      by luring clouds to linger,

but you are always here.

 

You are what I see,

you make me think to raise my eyes,

and I do.

 

June 29, 2024

Inspired by Mike Franklyn

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Book review: Thieves in the Night

Arthur Koestler’s story of Galilee, before Israel…

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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Can cats talk?..“Cat talk,” my poem

Can cats talk?..“Cat talk,” my poem

talking to the animals…

 

 

Cat talk

 

She’s doing her cat thing,

nothing better to do.

Maybe that’s true,

but she won’t say it’s so,

 

she won’t budge,

and she won’t hunch a shoulder

   in that warm spot,

and she won’t blink a yes or no

   when you ask

      the simplest thing,

or tilt her head

   when you say hello,

 

she keeps her peace,

she stares as you bend down

   to stroke her head,

she waits while you think about

   leaving her alone,

 

maybe she can talk,

but doesn’t want to.

 

July 9, 2024

“Cat talk” was inspired by “Undercover Agent,” a marvelous painting by Jan Byrne

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Book review: The Comanche Empire

it’s that other story of the American West…

by Pekka Hämäläinen

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Empyrean: new poems with 57 free verse poems,
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