words have physical feeling…a quote

Robert was a deep thinker…

 

 

“Blue” was one of his favorite words.

He liked the feeling it made on his lips

   and tongue when he said it.

Words have physical feeling, not just meaning,

he remembered thinking when he was young.

 

Quote from The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller

New York: Warner Books Inc., 1992

171 pages

p. 8

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

“The beginning is always today.”

(quote, Mary Shelley)

so get started…

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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)
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The Book of Days…part liii

The Book of Days…part liii

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.

 

Gray

 

A nothing sky,

a tasseled waste of cloud,

a pale so drear,

a tease of dawn.

 

August 28, 2024

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Home Team: Poems About Baseball (book review)

Edwin Romond hits another homer…

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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”

 

Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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“Poetry is what I see…”…my poem

say it again

 

 

Poetry is…

 

Poetry is what I see and hear and feel,

it is the life force of my sensations,

it is my potent thinking,

it is my surrender to the beauty of words

   that leap together in my mind,

and spill onto my page,

and wait to pass your lips.

 

September 17, 2024

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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”

 

Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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“icing on the evening.”…“gâteau,” my poem

“icing on the evening.”…“gâteau,” my poem

it’s OK to stand there…

 

 

gâteau

 

My glance adds nothing

   to the moment of this sky,

I know so well

   it will not stay,

it holds my eye

   for seconds more,

this sweet stack

   of layered night,

this icing on the evening.

 

March 23, 2025

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 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”

 

Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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be a buttonhole…

be a buttonhole…

being a buttonhole…

 

 

“I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,  

or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,  

but because it never forgot what it could do.”

 

Keep on doing what you can do.

 

quote from “Famous” by Naomi Shihab Nye (b1952)

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Book review:

Shakespeare: The World as Stage

The Bard was the lucky one…

by Bill Bryson

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 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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“magic still unknown…”…“Void,” my poem

“magic still unknown…”…“Void,” my poem

looking up has no avail

 

 

Void

 

No trace, a void,

the trees embrace

   the empty vault,

no whispered breeze,

no hint of dawn,

the dark can tell no tale,

and looking up

   has no avail…

 

The ancients saw such sky,

and had scant words

   for such nothingness,

and took their time

   to wonder:

      had their gods fled?

or mused on magic

   still unknown,

or turned to scrape

   another stone,

they did not know of

   and had no care

      for moons and star things.

 

March 14, 2025

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Book review: The Chosen

Life: exuberant, and otherwise…

by Chaim Potok

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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”

 

Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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