by Richard Subber | May 21, 2024 | Human Nature, Reflections, Theater and play reviews
doing the right thing…
Movie review:
Arrival
2016, 116 min, rated PG-13 (brief strong language)
Arrival is a reflective experience of first contact with aliens who are not like us. These are aliens who, ultimately, want to do good, but the humans have to learn how to deal with this reality.
Amy Adams plays the linguist Louise Banks, and Jeremy Renner plays the physicist Ian Donnelly. They combine their robust talents to learn how to communicate with the aliens, and to try to convince their human superiors to do the right thing.
Banks and Donnelly fall in love. She saves the world. The aliens depart in peace. Her life is changed.
It’s a movie you can enjoy, no matter how many times you watch it.
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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 73 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | May 18, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections
our secret…
Cipher
I cannot choose the words.
I feel a pressure, desire,
to expose a thought entire.
It will not reveal itself,
nor change to parts.
It stays hidden, whole,
startling by degrees,
urgent in its fullness,
as I begin to understand.
It is my thought.
It is me, only me.
I tell you this, only you,
because you can understand.
June 26, 1995
Bethany Beach, DE
for Barb, my dearest one
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Book review: The Proud Tower
…a lot more than a history book…
by Barbara Tuchman
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | May 14, 2024 | My poetry, Poetry
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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Dirty Dancing (1987) (movie review)
Oh baby, baby, baby…
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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 9, 2024 | Human Nature, Reflections, Tidbits
don’t be the show…
“Listen and connect with people,
don’t perform for them.”
from The Daily Stoic by Ryan Holiday and Stephen Hanselman
New York: Portfolio/Penguin, 2016
p. 76
Would your friends rather talk with you or watch Punch & Judy?
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Home Team: Poems About Baseball (book review)
Edwin Romond hits another homer…
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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 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
How people get killed by lies…
by Edwin E. Moïse
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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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by Richard Subber | May 4, 2024 | Book reviews, Books, Poetry, Reflections, Reviews of other poets
a bloomin’ wasteland, maybe…
Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888-1965)
American-British writer, popularly acclaimed as a great poet of the 20th century
At long last, I’ve tried T. S. Eliot’s poetry.
Maybe I’ll put Collected Poems of T. S. Eliot back on the shelf, and try again after a while.
Maybe not.
“…We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men…”
From “The Hollow Men,” 1925, by T. S. Eliot
It’s not that I mind Eliot’s deliberate contradictions so much. I’m willing to be provoked. I’m open to being tantalized. I’m ready to be pushed or pulled outside my comfort zone.
The sticky point for me, with Eliot’s poetry, is that I never seem to get to the point, or maybe I simply don’t get the point. When I get to the end of one of his longish poems, I’m really not sure where I started, or where I wandered, or where I arrived.
I find little coherence in Eliot’s words and phrases and passages.
I think of myself as a wordsmith, and I love the beauty of elegant phrases and shimmering, specific, steely, selective, stately, splendid words that tell a delicious story or evoke a bloom of emotion.
For my taste, T. S. Eliot’s poetry isn’t tasty, and it’s a bloomin’ wasteland of jumbled words, fractured images, and unfinished imaginations.
If you’re wondering where all the flowers have gone, don’t look for answers in Eliot’s work.
Source: T. S. Eliot, Collected Poems of T. S. Eliot (New York: Harcourt, Brace & Company, 1958), 101.
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Fire in the Lake (book review)
you should have read it in 1972…
by Frances FitzGerald
In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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