by Richard Subber | Mar 14, 2024 | Reflections, Tidbits
to everything, its season…
“Speak…but…do not interrupt the music.”
Book of Sirach (Ecclesiasticus) 32:3
Listen whenever that seems best.
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The Man Who Never Was (book review)
Ewen Montagu tells his story
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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 | Mar 9, 2024 | Book reviews, Books, Human Nature, Joys of reading, Language
the good old way…
Book review:
Scaramouche
Rafael Sabatini (1875-1950)
New York: Grosset & Dunlap, 1921
392 pages
These people talk to each other. It’s face-to-face communications. They pay attention to body language and what you do with your face.
Scaramouche ends the way you think it’s going to end: boy gets girl.
But there’s a lot of road to travel before we get to that ending—I think there’s only one reference to a heaving bosom—there is fastidious bad language, and lots of casual use of Latin—there’s a lot of hand kissing, which is something we could do more of these days.
Sabatini was a prolific writer and he wrote this romance novel the way it should be written. The reader gets an eyeful and an earful and a heartful of genuine romance, with all the words that make it work.
It’s still possible to make love in the good old way they did it in the 18th century. Read all about it.
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The Scarlet Letter, victim of Hollywood
Nathaniel Hawthorne’s version is best
Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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by Richard Subber | Mar 7, 2024 | Human Nature, Reflections, Tidbits
hold hands and take a step….
“So we started where we were, in the not knowing.”
Anne Lamott (b1954)
November 20, 2023
It isn’t the not knowing where we want to go,
it’s the not knowing exactly how to get there
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iambic pentameter, y’know?
da DUH, da DUH, and stuff…
“In search of”…my poem
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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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