by Richard Subber | Mar 19, 2024 | Language, My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
behind the frosted mist…
Revelation
Beyond my domain, I leaned ahead
to cross the slope
under a brazen sky.
In the chill of dawn, I stopped.
The apparition…
A bull appeared.
He turned his horns to me,
showed no fear,
no gaze of knowing,
no sentient nod,
he stepped away…
Another creature shambled near,
regarded me with innocence,
and scarcely paused,
his brawny flank rippling slowly
as he passed on…
I stretched my eye
to the scant egress
of these beasts with iron mien.
Indeed, I had not crossed the path
of a rambling herd.
I chanced to find
the portal of an ancient furnace of the gods,
who took such wild ores as they desired,
and stoked their smokeless fires
behind the frosted mist,
and conjured life,
and smelted the great brutes—
cold-forged in the chill of dawn—
who stepped heavily across my path
and did not mistake me
for their kind.
January 7, 2020
Inspired by this quotation:
“I had seen a herd of buffalo, 129 of them, come out of the morning mist under a copper sky, one by one, as if the dark and massive, iron-like animals with the mighty horizontally swung horns were not approaching but were being created before my eyes and sent out as they were finished.”
by Isak Dinesen
in Out of Africa (1938)
My poem “Revelation” was published in my sixth collection of 73 poems, Above all: Poems of dawn and more.
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“Revelation” also was published in my fifth collection of 53 poems, My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems.
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or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”
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Book review: Seven Gothic Tales
by Isak Dinesen,
lush and memorable stories…
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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Mar 12, 2024 | Human Nature, Language, My poetry, Poetry
Dear, dear sprite…
and more…
Her lightest step is all she needs
to round the garden in her tour,
she makes no stand,
and fills the air with cherub chatter,
she makes scant imprint in the earth…
The elfin miss delights in play,
so wild, winsome,
willing to sing
what happiness she feels,
we little know its measure
nor the nature of her laugh, her smile,
the chirp of her siren sound.
Dear, dear sprite, she hops and bounces,
we scarcely reck the eldritch stuff,
what seems of perverse end
does not sustain a care
beyond the moment’s wisp of dread
that’s clapped away in her dance.
Her lightest step is all she needs
to round the garden in her tour,
she makes no stand,
she flutters, frisks in merriment,
and makes her joy…
June 12, 2022
Inspired by the child, Pearl, in The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne.
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How does a poem end?
“Finis,” my thoughts (my poem)
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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 | 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
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, I mostly loved it…
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | Feb 24, 2024 | Language, My poetry, Poetry
take another look…
Purely
The fallen snow lifts my eyes
as high as everything,
it cloaks all, this gentle tableau,
so white, so grey,
so mottled white in the mix
of so many of the plainest colors,
so many hints of vagrant hues,
so quiet,
such stillness,
such cold,
such wonted white,
all, all…
December 11, 2019
It was all just there, free for the looking…
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Book review: A Pirate Looks at Fifty
Jimmy Buffett,
hijinksed,
slobbering,
the whole deal…
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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 | Feb 20, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry
a rush of words
Words
He’s talking now,
he’s telling tales,
and he repeats
as he regales
dear Gram and me
with words so strong,
and thoughts so deep,
and bits of song.
He’s hatching words
to speak his mind.
He’s gushing words,
each one’s a trace
of what he’s learned
or redefined
or made to fit
the time and place.
This rush of words,
this glib embrace,
this triumph of
our youngest lad
is quite a thrill,
a gift each day.
His words are real
but lips and tongue
are still at play—
we don’t know what
he means to say.
We’ll love it more
when it’s all straight,
we understand,
his meaning’s clear.
For now we wait,
we make our sounds,
he doesn’t stop
or hesitate.
He’s in full voice,
it fills the ear,
the sounds of love
are what we hear.
September 2, 2015
Every kid gets to this place, don’t you love it?
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Book review: The Scarlet Letter
the beating hearts…by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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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 | Feb 13, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry
quiet is what it was…
Sea quell
The immensity
shrinks to my gaze, and is still,
and the silence grows.
Duck Harbor Beach
Wellfleet, MA
September 9, 2019
Sitting on the sand at Duck Harbor Beach,
the bay was making absolutely no noise, it was dead quiet.
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American Character: A History of the Epic Struggle…
Colin Woodard makes it easier to understand…(book review)
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 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”
Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.
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