the baby seats, step right up…my poem

the baby seats, step right up…my poem

the dusty baby seats…

 

 

Baby seats

 

I’m eating breakfast

   in a room

      half-filled with old folks,

they need four score of candles

   on the birthday cake,

they remember old, old songs,

sometimes all the words,

they’ve lost the dearest ones

   they married,

they blubber and laugh

   when the grandkids come,

and they slowly eat their breakfast

   with old friends,

and they never see

   the dusty baby seats

      that fill a tidy corner

         and wait for the generation

            that will happily use them.

 

September 19, 2024

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My poetry. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

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

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“You aren’t good enough…”

“You aren’t good enough…”

by your own lights…

 

 

“My agent said,

‘You aren’t good enough for movies.’

 I said,

  ‘You’re fired.’ ”

 

Sally Margaret Field (b1946)

Two-time Oscar-winning actress

 

OK, sure, Sally Field may not be at the very top of the your list of Wise Persons of Our Age.

On the other hand, she saw this deep truth: you see your best agent in the mirror.

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2025 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Sketches by Boz

…the Miss Willises are a scream…

by Charles Dickens

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My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems with 53 free verse and haiku poems,
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“Speak like rain.” Isak Dinesen’s story

“Speak like rain.” Isak Dinesen’s story

poetry can be rain…

 

“One evening in the maize-field…to amuse myself,

I spoke to the field laborers, who were mostly quite young,

in Swaheli [sic] verse. There was no sense in the verse,

it was made for the sake of rhyme…

They were quick to understand that the meaning of poetry

   is of no consequence,

      and they did not question the thesis of the verse,

but waited eagerly for the rhyme, and laughed at it when it came….

As they had become used to the idea of poetry, they begged:

‘Speak again. Speak like rain.’ ”

 

quote from Out of Africa, pp. 285-286

 

Isak Dinesen (Karen Blixen) (1885-1962)

New York: The Modern Library, 1937, 1992

399 pages

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Above all: Poems of dawn and more with 73 free verse poems,
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don’t cross the buck’s trail…my poem

don’t cross the buck’s trail…my poem

blinking, not blinking…

 

 

Owning the trail

 

The sun was high,

the patient rays

   striped the forest floor,

tree tops swayed enough

   to nudge the shadows,

a bird sang half a song

   way down the hill,

an angry squirrel

   sailed across the trail

      and stared at me,

he didn’t blink.

 

I walked the next turn,

and stared without blinking,

an eight-point buck

   looked back at me,

he stood still

   as his woman and kid

      rambled across the path

         and disappeared

            in the hydrangea,

he didn’t budge,

he seemed to be daring me

   to make a move.

 

He showed no fear,

he owned the trail,

I was the stranger with two legs,

I looked at him for moments,

I faced him moments more

   as I shuffled back

      around the turn,

and shambled from his world.

 

The sun was high,

the shadows trembled,

I walked away through empty woods.

 

February 6, 2025

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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)

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

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Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day…movie review

Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day…movie review

through the looking glass…

 

 

Movie review:

Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day

 

Frances McDormand can do comedy, in case you were wondering.

She plays the title character in Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day (2008, rated PG, 92 minutes).

Guinevere Pettigrew is a middle-aged, lonely, unlucky governess looking for work—any job will do—in London in 1939.

She gets mixed up with a flibbertigibbet American celebrity whose lifestyle is different, way different. She steps onto the fast track for a while. There’s a fair share of wide-eyed gaping on the part of Miss Pettigrew.

Miss Pettigrew obviously has her own set of moral standards, and her own expectations about what life should have to offer, and her own approach to living the good life.

Miss Pettigrew steps through the looking glass for a time, does her best to make things better for everyone, and finds a gentleman who’s willing to share her tomorrows.

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

 

Book review: The Comanche Empire

here’s the other story of the American West…

by Pekka Hämäläinen

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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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“stop seeking the impossible…”…The Daily Stoic

“stop seeking the impossible…”…The Daily Stoic

forget the small potatoes…

 

 

“…stop seeking the impossible,

     the short-sighted,

          and the unnecessary.”

 

from The Daily Stoic by Ryan Holiday and Stephen Hanselman

New York: Portfolio/Penguin, 2016

p. 101

 

Of course, I realize that each person has a personal definition of “the impossible, the short-sighted, and the unnecessary.”

The point is:

Forget about what you can’t change, and forget about the small potato stuff.

Commit to doing a good thing.

Commit to resisting the bad stuff that touches you in ways you can avoid.

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Book review: Ethan Frome

not being satisfied with less…

by Edith Wharton

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

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