by Richard Subber | Nov 14, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
that entish slang…
ken
The words of stones
come soft,
and there are whispers,
and the birds’ chirping
is a refrain,
and the trees talk
mostly to themselves
in their entish slang…
Are we listening?
Do we give them moments
to speak as they will?
Can we trust the words
that we barely understand?
Do we need to hear
the stones and their mountains?
Shall we learn from these scant words
a new way of knowing?
Shall we hear the worlds
that exist with us,
persist without us?
Shall we allow those words
to fill our ears and minds and hearts?
Is there new meaning
so near to our ken?
June 20, 2024
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“The beginning is always today.”
(quote, Mary Shelley)
so get started…
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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Nov 7, 2024 | Human Nature, My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
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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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Nov 2, 2024 | 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.
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),
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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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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Oct 29, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
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 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Oct 23, 2024 | Human Nature, My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
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
by George Bernard Shaw
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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Oct 17, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
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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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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