Music to Nikkal’s ears

Music to Nikkal’s ears

OK, it’s not “Take Five”…

 

 

Music to Nikkal’s ears

 

It’s been about 3,500 years since anyone dusted off a lyre to play this Hurrian hymn (H6) dedicated to the Akkadian goddess Nikkal-wa-Ib, the goddess of orchards whose name means “Great Lady and Fruitful.”

The words and music were discovered about 70 years ago in the ruins of Ugarit, an ancient Syrian city. It took about 20 years to interpret the inscriptions on the cuneiform tablets.

Michael Levy, a musician/composer whose specialty is ancient musical instruments, has embedded the original melody (listen here) in this composition with several themes, performed on a replica of an ancient lyre.

It’s not “Lay Down Sally” and it’s not “White Christmas” and it’s not “Take Five.”

It is an intriguing offering of what the Akkadians might have listened to when they were in the groove, when they were celebrating the festival of Nikkal.

It’s so easy for this music of the Bronze Age to survive for centuries.

 

It’s so easy to listen.

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“Fishering,” by Brian Doyle

…what meets the eye…

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never too old to sing…Amor Towles quote

never too old to sing…Amor Towles quote

you can imagine dancing…

 

“As we age, we are bound to find comfort

from the notion that it takes generations

for a way of life to fade.

We are familiar

with the songs our grandparents favored,  after all,

even though we never danced to them ourselves.”

 

from A Gentleman in Moscow
by Amor Towles (b. 1964)
New York: Penguin Books, 2016
462 pages
p. 144
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Book review: The Snow Goose

…sensual drama, eminently poetic…

by Paul Gallico

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“…she never looks up…”   “facta,” my poem

“…she never looks up…”   “facta,” my poem

teasing for recognition

 

 

facta

 

She has a plan.

 

The cotton balls are vital,

she keeps a handy supply of

    cardboard and colored paper,

tape is essential,

tape is the key

   to all exactness in the doing,

speed is not exactly the entire reality

   but deliberate haste is her style,

she builds with mute devotion to the outcome,

identity is not so needful

   as function and connection,

her creatures are elegant monstrosities,

her temples are sturdy elaborations of design

   and form that find barely imagined boundaries,

her hybrids tease for recognition

   in their own dimensions,

her work is her success, her doing, her design.

 

She’s busy, she never looks up…

 

July 21, 2019

 

If you have good stuff, you can make anything.

It helps if you can imagine everything.

 

My poem “facta” was published in my eighth collection of 57 poems, Empyrean: new poems.

You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),

or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”

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The Wind and the Lion (1975)

heroic, the way it was…(movie review)

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many waters: more poems with 53 free verse poems,
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“a welcome”…my poem

“a welcome”…my poem

so much of life

 

 

a welcome

 

wandering in the woods,

wondering in the woods,

feeling like a stranger,

listening for the friendly sounds

   and the queries

      of the creatures

         who will remain after I go,

 

finding the old trail,

walking the old bend,

recalling the blissful view

   of water and bank and dam

      and old dead tree

         that won’t bud and won’t budge.

 

The woods are dark and deep,

and they make a welcome

   in the shady spots,

and they urge a walker

   through the sunny spots,

and they sing a ceaseless song

   for all who listen.

 

So much life,

and little deaths too,

but so much life.

 

July 21, 2026

Image courtesy of Nancy Bryant

Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.

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Book review: The Bartender’s Tale

Ivan Doig’s story, I mostly loved it…

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In high meadows: poems abide with 60 free verse poems,
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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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“getting closer,”…my poem

“getting closer,”…my poem

a thing of great wonder

 

 

getting closer

 

The word “finality”

   seems to be on my mind,

I don’t think the end is near,

but I think of it more often.

 

I don’t think I’m afraid to die,

but it can be a thing of wonder.

 

My younger me had almost no time

   to think of ending,

but now it seems more real.

 

July 12, 2026

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Book review: The Blithedale Romance

by Nathaniel Hawthorne, not his best…

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In high meadows: poems abide with 60 free verse poems,
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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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green, green…it’s so easy, my poem

green, green…it’s so easy, my poem

filling the horizons

 

 

green, green

 

Green is everywhere,

it’s in the trees,

covers the ground,

it sprawls,

fills the horizons,

boasts its green-ness,

sings of life,

hums its faithful hue,

it welcomes me,

this color of joy.

 

June 4, 2026

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Book review: The Comanche Empire

the other story of the American West…

by Pekka Hämäläinen

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In high meadows: poems abide with 60 free verse poems,
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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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