by Richard Subber | May 14, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry
see the curtains of dawn…
Vigil
Impatient skies
that rend the clouds,
the slowly tumbled clouds,
in their shades of gray,
the skies peek through
these languid clouds…
October 23, 2023
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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 | May 7, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
the ugly bears…
Looky here
I didn’t mean to look at me.
I guess I wasn’t really having that much fun
in the Fun House.
What was I thinking when I ate cotton candy
as a kid and thought it was great?
The stuffed animals aren’t really cute…
where do they buy the ugly bears?
I was alone, I guess that says a lot…
who walks around alone in the Fun House?
Anyway, I passed the goofy, wavy mirror
and I guess I couldn’t help it,
I looked at it quick, I didn’t really stop,
I saw me, shattered, in layers, quivery,
even if I’d had a smile on my face
I’m not sure smiles show up in those things.
I kept walking, and I was thinking
about what I really look like,
and I guess I realized a mirror
probably never tells the whole story,
because the other you might have
a different point of view.
May 28, 2018
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Book review: The Myths of Tet
It’s how people actually get killed by lies…
by Edwin E. Moïse
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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Feb 29, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
a ripple in the sward
Passage
I think to pass the wetlands,
my humdrum steps
in line to cross the fen,
a thoughtless stroll
to reach the other side,
but a ripple in the sward turns my foot,
a wrinkled phosphor turns my eye,
I stand, agape, at a wild portal,
its door ajar.
I am steeped in wonder.
I bethink a new imagination
of the end of day,
I hurry through,
and, oh!…
December 19, 2020
“Passage” inspired by “Wilderness Doorway” by Jennifer Lagier, in the Aurorean, Vol. XXV 2020
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Book review: The Bartender’s Tale
Ivan Doig’s story, yeah, I mostly loved it…
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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 30, 2023 | My poetry, Poetry
…to murmur love
quickie
…wait for a verse to come,
wait for a verse to come,
and let its style surpass itself,
and let it sing for two hearts,
let it fling off care,
let it be our newest way
to murmur love.
Rumford, RI
June 6, 2023
for my dearest one
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 74 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Sep 19, 2023 | My poetry, Other, Poetry, Reflections
no victory, but only ending…
Wonder
We’re on a strange road,
there is no straight ahead
on this strange road,
there are turnings
we have never seen,
we’re not in a race
but there is a finish line,
we’re doing it together,
one leg each in the sack,
no turning back,
no victory
but only ending,
this is a way
we’ve always imagined
but never known,
this is a strange road
and we’re learning
as we go along,
we take new steps
and wonder as we wander along…
December 18, 2021
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Book review:
American Scripture:
Making the Declaration of Independence
…basically, this is trash talk to King George
by Pauline Maier
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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Aug 26, 2023 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
…when “far away” means “down”
Bird brain
Her world gets bigger as she rises.
Does that robin know that she’s flying?
Does the creature know
that flight once was not foreseeable?
Does she dream a fantasy
about walking around the track?
Does she give up on the dream,
thinking “these skinny legs will never make it?”
Does avian awe intrude
in her vista when she’s airborne?
What’s it like when
“far away” means “down”?
Does she wonder what “falling” means?
Can she imagine a world
in which “flapping” and “useless”
do not have joint meaning?
Does she hide a smile
when she comforts the chick
who hesitates to make the first jump?
May 24, 2023
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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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