Want to be a gardener?…“Gardens galore,” my poem

by Richard Subber | Jun 16, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections

work that hoe…

Gardens galore

What’s not a garden?

What doesn’t want to grow?

What do we have

that will not be cultivated?

What part of me

does not strive

to be a seed?

What part of you

would not thrive

in the damp of desire?

What time will you not give

to pluck a weed, and then another?

What earth does not long at night

for the gentle push of the hoe?

What greater joy

than stroking the first green shoot,

and cuddling the first bloom?

What would you say to the child

who wants to be a gardener?

March 28, 2026

Inspired by “In Time” by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, March 28, 2026

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Book review: “Bartleby, the Scrivener”

Loneliness beyond understanding…

by Herman Melville

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Wait for the feeling to pass…

by Richard Subber | Jun 14, 2026 | My poetry, Other, Poetry, Reflections

Loneliness, en passant…

Shivering

I take a stand in the cold tonight,

this frigid porch is bare,

in deadened, yellowed light,

a chitter of rustic sound is near…

I guess that loneliness could find a home here.

I guess I might feel warmer in the dark.

February 1, 2018

It was only a few moments, a mere chance to feel lonely,

I let it pass…

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Book review: The Bartender’s Tale

Ivan Doig’s story, I mostly loved it…

do the bounce thing…“allegro,” my poem

by Richard Subber | Jun 9, 2026 | Human Nature, My poetry, Poetry, Reflections

heartbeats on display

allegro

The boy was bouncing,

hopping, jumping,

he was on the move,

kids make their world a motion,

an energy,

a swirl,

they test their arms,

and legs,

and fingers,

and their voices,

and their faces,

and ways to look around

and through their spaces,

and sounds that are new words

in their worlds,

they do not share

their racing thoughts,

but they put their heartbeats on display,

their disporting has no end.

Do you remember that part of you

is a child?

Will you let that part of you

bounce with joy?

Your inner child wants to jump,

now.

March 28, 2026

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The Reader (Der Vorleser)

Not just a rehash of WWII…

by Bernhard Schlink

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,

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“being star,” not too hard…my poem

by Richard Subber | May 12, 2026 | My poetry, Poetry, Reflections

rise to be a star

being star

How can you pick one to name?

Are they close or far?

Can they dance?

Is it hard to be a star?

Become a star.

Everything can be star,

words are constellations,

shining is so easy,

so good,

such beginning,

you can rise to be a star,

be celestial…

twinkle.

February 22, 2026

Inspired by “Tender Astronomy” by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, Feb. 20, 2026,

and by “Winter’s Tale” movie (2014)

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Book review: Shantung Compound

They didn’t care much

about each other…

by Langdon Gilkey

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thinking about ducks at sea

by Richard Subber | May 7, 2026 | Human Nature, Joys of reading, Language, Reflections, Tidbits

the ducks don’t think about us…

“…he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks

etching themselves against the sky over the water,

then blurring, then etching again