“…profoundly human noise…”

“…profoundly human noise…”

“…sounds that do not invite love…”

 

I know that much of ordinary human conversation

is essentially gossip about people we know,

experiences we’ve shared, and everyday occurrences.

Technically, even if you think you don’t gossip,

most likely you do quite a bit, every day.

 

Babel

 

The buzz of the crowd.

 

Social noise is so tolerable,

so remarkably incidental,

essentially careless communication,

public talk for private ears,

an imperative stream of disposable words.

 

Profoundly human noise.

 

No other creature babbles while feeding and drinking,

no other creature squanders such precious energy

   to make noises that do not bring food,

to utter sounds that do not invite love

   and do not demand respect.

 

No other creature is so fond of gabble,

so willing to abandon privacy

   and say so many words

      that almost no one wants to hear.

 

December 5, 2015

Pervasive gossip, de facto, is neither good nor bad. Most human beings incessantly communicate with each other.

My point is that gossiping in public can be noisy, intrusive, distracting, wondrously irrelevant, and, occasionally, disgusting. Usually, I really don’t want to hear your half of the cell phone conversation.

Now, talking—that’s a different story.

Talk it over with your friends.

 

My poem “Babel” was published in my second collection of 47 poems, Seeing far: Selected poems.

You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),

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Movie review: Same Time, Next Year

all-American adultery, oh yeah…

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 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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“Remembrances,” many half-thought fancies (poem)

“Remembrances,” many half-thought fancies (poem)

my reflective poem,

     written with an offshore breeze…     

 

 

Remembrances

(Je me souviens)

 

Airs and airs, brisking through the afternoon,

fill my ears with ruffling sound,

and fully charge my mind with half-drawn shapes,

many half-thought fancies,

and many second memories

of once-remembered moments in the afternoon.

 

September 18, 2015

You’ve listened to this kind of breeze at the seashore. It’s not strange that it never stops. These airs are reminders of the ways we’ve turned our heads, so many times, to face a new direction or an old reality. I stood on First Encounter Beach, in Eastham on Cape Cod, at high tide in the late afternoon. I wasn’t alone but I kept my thoughts to myself at the time. I’m not sure I was fully conscious of everything I was thinking. I do know that I remembered a couple things for the second time, and that was good.

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My poem “Remembrances” was published in my first collection of 59 poems, Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups.

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Book review: A Cold Welcome

The culprit was global cooling,

          500 years ago…

by Sam White

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 74 free verse 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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“Look at that”…my poem about a tree

“Look at that”…my poem about a tree

look twice…

 

 

Look at that

 

Gosh,

crimson for my eyes,

candy for my lips,

orange peal for my ears,

the tree’s a treat,

leave it at that.

 

October 15, 2022

My poem “Look at that” was published in my seventh collection of 53 poems, many waters: more poems.

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or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”

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Book review: Tales from Shakespeare

summaries by Charles and Mary Lamb…

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 74 free verse poems,
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The Book of Days…part lvii

The Book of Days…part lvii

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.

 

 

Rising

 

O sol! star fire in the sky!

I cannot look at your eye

    as you climb the day,

and I will not look away.

 

May 24, 2019

 

My poem “Rising” was published in my sixth collection of 74 poems, Above all: Poems of dawn and more.

You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),

or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”

My poem “Rising” was published in my fourth collection of 55 poems, As with another eye: Poems of exactitude.

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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Book review: “The Gentle Boy”

The Puritans had a dark side…

by Nathaniel Hawthorne

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 74 free verse poems,
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“query”…my poem

“query”…my poem

standing above the water

 

 

query

 

No one sees the old quarry

   as darkness flees,

it’s there, it’s silent,

it doesn’t move,

may be a buzz

   or twitter,

or one leaf falling,

the pond is still…

 

One man, solitary,

stands above the water,

urging his arms

   into the air,

with some bending,

it seems like his routine,

 

does he care

   that I see him?

 

July 20, 2025

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

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)
and free in Kindle Unlimited, search Amazon for “Richard Carl Subber”

 

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one, two, counting lives…my poem

one, two, counting lives…my poem

dancing is part of it…

 

 

one, two

 

I count the lives.

I count my own,

I will live another life today.

 

Future far is blank

   and almost void,

today is near and full

   and dances to new tunes.

 

Come dance with me,

we two can make one life

   for at least today,

we count the steps,

we step to one more life,

we count the lives.

 

July 13, 2025

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

A poet is a “maker”

…and it doesn’t have to rhyme…

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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 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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