“The seasons are quite real”…“Seasoning,” my poem

“The seasons are quite real”…“Seasoning,” my poem

where do they go?

 

 

Seasoning

 

No one really knows,

but so many think they care

   when the summer goes,

and yet, no one ponders “where?”

 

The seasons are quite real,

their cycle is quite strong,

they have unique appeal,

and each has its own song.

 

October 6, 2025

Hingham, MA

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: The Sea Runners

…it informs, it does not soar…

by Ivan Doig

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“…on just the one day,” in Cold Mountain

“…on just the one day,” in Cold Mountain

be thankful for more than the leftovers…

 

“They [the godless Yankees] had…

invented a holiday called Thanksgiving,

which Ruby had only recently got news of,

but from what she gathered its features to be,

she found it to contain the mark of a tainted culture.

To be thankful on just the one day.”

 

from Cold Mountain

by Charles Frazier (b1950)

New York: Atlantic Monthly Press, 1997

356 pages

Winner of the U. S. National Book Award for Fiction

p. 141

 

Ruby always set her mind straight.

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.

 

“The beginning is always today.”

(quote, Mary Shelley)

so get started…

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The Book of Days…part lix

The Book of Days…part lix

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.

 

Lazing…

 

Arched across the vault,

these vapors linger,

barely nudged by breezes of the night,

these lazy smears of dawn,

they do not hide,

nor reach for higher sky,

but mark impending day…

 

July 13, 2024

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1491 by Charles Mann (book review)

…lost American legacies

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“think about it”…my poem

“think about it”…my poem

thinking it over…

 

 

think about it

 

We’re walking, slow.

 

What’s he thinking?

What’s her fleeting joy?

Maybe they ask the same of me.

 

Are we really different?

 

I’m bigger,

they have growing to do.

 

I can see out the window,

they see so many things

   for the first time.

 

I remember last week’s party,

they will re-learn the fun

   of blowing out the candles.

 

I can ride a horse,

they can see a horse where the chair is.

 

I wish I could stay longer,

they will welcome my return…

 

…but for now, we climb the bosky trail,

hand in hand, we laugh together,

we chase that squirrel with our eyes,

we wonder:

what’s he thinking?

what’s his fleeting joy?

maybe he’s asking the same of us.

 

September 7, 2025

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Have you “…been made various…”?

Have you “…been made various…”?

…always more to learn…

 

 

“…people whose lives

       have been made various by learning…”

 

Mary Ann Evans “George Eliot” (1819-1880)

English novelist, an icon in Victorian literature

from Silas Marner, p. 24

 

It’s so easy to think that learning is only about knowledge.

Learning changes lives and living. I don’t mind thinking that what I have learned in my life, and the learning that I continue to enjoy, has made me more various than I otherwise might have been.

You could say that variousness is the spice of life…some people might say it another way…

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Book review: American Colonies

So many and so much

    came before the Pilgrims

by Alan Taylor

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Golden Tales of New England…book review

Golden Tales of New England…book review

“…I feel a goneness…”

 

 

Book review:

Golden Tales of New England

 

May Lamberton Becker, ed.

New York: Bonanza Books, 1931

378 pages

 

Writers used a different kind of language to create feel-good stories in the 19th century.

Golden Tales of New England is a feel-good sample of 17 of them.

You’ll recognize some of the authors: Hawthorne, Thoreau, Louisa Alcott, Oliver Wendell Holmes, Harriet Beecher Stowe…

The others might be new for you, as they are for me, like the offering of Rose Terry Cooke (1827-1892), “A Town Mouse and a Country Mouse.” It’s an authentic, ample exhibition of New England patois and sturdy New England character. Meet “Mandy” and “M’lindy,” two aging sisters who were born Amanda and Melinda, and who were fated to share their living, mostly at a distance but, in the end, so inescapably together.

Here’s Amanda sadly recounting her sister’s death: “I guess I’ve got through…[Melinda] went an’ married that old Parker, an’ then she up and died. I wish’t I’d ha’ stayed with her longer; mabbe she wouldn’t have died. She wa’n’t old; not nigh so old as I be…I feel a goneness that I never had ketch hold o’ me before…”

Hawthorne’s “Old Esther Dudley” is a dainty adoration of a venerable lady who never gave up being a Tory during the Revolutionary War, and persisted in being the almost ghostly guardian of Province House in Boston after the British departed.

The other Golden Tales are equally exotic morsels of what entertained the citizens of the Republic long before television and Twitter.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

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