Evidence, more Mary Oliver poems…book review

Evidence, more Mary Oliver poems…book review

her words are arrows…

 

 

Book review:

Evidence

 

by Mary Oliver (1935-2019)

Boston: Beacon Press, 2009

74 pages

 

Guilty, guilty, guilty. With Evidence, Mary Oliver is guilty once again of nailing me to the floor so I can read every single poem in her book, one after the other.

Her style encourages me to think that I can write more and better poetry, because she makes it seem so easy to choose the right words, in the right order. Mary speaks straight from her heart, she uses exacting words as arrows to find precise targets in vision and imagination, and she leaves out all the other stuff.

Despite the mountain of her years, we have Evidence: Mary Oliver climbed to the highest branches. Here’s an excerpt from “About Angels and About Trees”:

 

“…what I know is that

  they rest, sometimes,

in the tops of the trees

 

and you can see them,

  or almost see them,

or, anyway, think: what a

  wonderful idea…

 

The trees, anyway, are

  miraculous, full of

angels…and certainly

  ready to be

the resting place of

  strange, winged creatures

that we, in this world, have loved.”

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The Kingdom of the Kid…book review

The Kingdom of the Kid…book review

sassy, salty, and singular

 

 

Book review:

The Kingdom of the Kid:

Growing Up In The Long-Lost Hamptons

 

by Geoff Gehman (b1958)

State University of New York Press, Albany, NY 2013

238 pages

 

I stepped outside my comfort zone to read Geoff Gehman’s memoir about some of his childhood years in the “long-lost Hamptons.” I’m glad I did.

If you have a particular point of view about memoirs, either for or against, try to forget it and pick up The Kingdom of the Kid, and just settle in for the ride.

This is more than a prosaic romp through childhood memories, it is a paean celebrating a child’s-eye-view of life.

Gehman is a writer who likes to “linger over words,” that’s my kind of writer. His prose, his stories, his memories…sassy, salty and singular.

Gehman is a poet, too. Repeatedly, he offers lush insight into his industrious youth, his friendships with the young and the old, his affinity for the place, the “long-lost Hamptons” where Geoff and his pals spent the good old days.

He describes the scene as he observed mourners in the Wainscott Cemetery:

“…I sat on my bike in the school parking lot, shaded by grand sycamores, and watched visitors treat the cemetery with reverence. They placed flowers by graves, prayed on their knees, cried on their backs. They stared at the sky, held séances in broad daylight, eavesdropped on eternity.

“Those pilgrims taught me the morality of mortality. Without asking anyone I learned to walk around the stones, to respect the dead as if they were alive.”

In every chapter he offers another little piece of his heart.

The Kingdom of the Kid  is good reading. Real good.

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Book review: The Bridges of Madison County

If you’re looking for

highly stoked eroticism

and high-rolling lives

that throw off sparks when they touch,

look elsewhere.

by Robert Waller

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“…a strange road and we’re learning…”…”Wonder,” my poem

“…a strange road and we’re learning…”…”Wonder,” my poem

no victory, but only ending…

 

 

Wonder

 

We’re on a strange road,

there is no straight ahead

   on this strange road,

there are turnings

   we have never seen,

we’re not in a race

   but there is a finish line,

we’re doing it together,

one leg each in the sack,

no turning back,

no victory

   but only ending,

this is a way

   we’ve always imagined

      but never known,

this is a strange road

   and we’re learning

      as we go along,

we take new steps

   and wonder as we wander along…

 

December 18, 2021

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Book review:

American Scripture:

Making the Declaration of Independence

…basically, this is trash talk to King George

by Pauline Maier

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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Your candid comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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a sky high view…”Bird brain,” my poem

a sky high view…”Bird brain,” my poem

…when “far away” means “down”

 

 

Bird brain

 

Her world gets bigger as she rises.

 

Does that robin know that she’s flying?

Does the creature know

   that flight once was not foreseeable?

Does she dream a fantasy

   about walking around the track?

Does she give up on the dream,

thinking “these skinny legs will never make it?”

Does avian awe intrude

   in her vista when she’s airborne?

What’s it like when

   “far away” means “down”?

Does she wonder what “falling” means?

Can she imagine a world

   in which “flapping” and “useless”

      do not have joint meaning?

Does she hide a smile

   when she comforts the chick

      who hesitates to make the first jump?

 

May 24, 2023

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Chipmunk talk…

Chipmunk talk…

he stares at me, no fear…

 

 

Busy

 

The chippie halts on the second step.

I’ve seen him there, he will not stay,

his hole is close, he will not stray,

he skips across my little yard

   but not too far.

 

I want to ask him, just this once,

if he’d like to scout a cozy place

   he’s never seen,

he stares at me, no fear,

I’d like a little chat, I think,

I’d like to hear his thoughts,

but I can see

   he has no time to talk.

 

October 23, 2019

Inspired by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s “Following Mr. Berry’s Instructions,”

published October 23, 2019, on her website, A Hundred Falling Veils

 

“You have to be able to imagine lives that aren’t yours.”

Wendell Berry

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84, Charing Cross Road (book review)

Helene Hanff, on reading good books…

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Conspiracy…movie review

Conspiracy…movie review

…a perfection of evil…

 

 

Movie review:

Conspiracy

 

The Wannsee Conference in Hitler’s Germany, January 1942

Starring Kenneth Branagh, Stanley Tucci, Colin Firth (2001)

 

Here’s the short version: watching Conspiracy is like drinking molten lead.

Conspiracy is an almost flawless portrayal of naked evil being done by powerful men, each of whom has lost or abandoned his moral compass.

It is dry, withering, completely transparent, all too believable—not merely because we know it’s all true. We know that there are powerful men and women alive today who are willing to do blasphemously wrong things like killing 6 million Jews.

Conspiracy dramatizes the Wannsee Conference that first officially articulated the Final Solution for the Jews of Europe: the Holocaust.

Stanley Tucci as SS Major Adolph Eichmann, Kenneth Branagh as Hitler’s Chief of Security Reinhard Heydrich, Colin Firth as Dr. Wilhelm Stuckart (a lawyer who wrote the racist Nuremberg Laws), and 12 others show how it was probably done—almost without passion—around a long conference table in a manor house outside Berlin. One of the participants failed to destroy his copy of the minutes. This surviving document was used in the post-WWII Nuremberg Trials.

Conspiracy is frightening, horrifying, and disgusting. It is a perfection of the evil that men can do.

 

The antidote for watching it is simple: do a good thing every day.

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Movie review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2023 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: The Comanche Empire

the other story of the American West…

by Pekka Hämäläinen

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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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