Author Archives: William Stubblefield

About William Stubblefield

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Renaissance – A Sonnet

Posted on June 8, 2021 by William Stubblefield

Fragments of the past once filled my mind, Adolescent complaints from long ago. Although those petty flames no longer shine, Their shadows linger in time’s icy glow: Useless fictions, dreams, desires, lies, The masks I wore for work, success, protection, … Continue reading →

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Contraction

Posted on February 11, 2021 by William Stubblefield

James Cobb, the drummer onKind of Blue with the Miles Davis SextetDied last year. I bought the albumWhen I was twelve years old,Browsing in a record store, new to jazz,Intimidated by the endless rows of recordsUntil an older stranger (he … Continue reading →

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Elegy: For Isis

Posted on January 31, 2021 by William Stubblefield

I wrote this poem some time ago, when I was first married and working to complete my doctoral dissertation. Isis was a lovely cat who, along with my wife, endured the throes of my dissertation. I wrote this elegy on … Continue reading →

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A Political Poem

Posted on January 14, 2021 by William Stubblefield

The day Donald Trump began his campaignFor the presidency, a few in congress(Mainly presidential candidates),Called out his cruelty, corruption,Incompetence, racism, and lies. But afterHe won a freak victory, they cowed and quicklyJoined the other cowards in the party, andRepublicans in … Continue reading →

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For Merry

Posted on September 23, 2020 by William Stubblefield

In place of the giftI had forgotten to bring you: A blue hemisphere,the empty half of a robin’s egg. I found it,residue of creation,in the grass beside the sidewalk.

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