Author Archives: William Stubblefield

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For Merry

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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Haiku on Faith

Certain in your faith?Certainty’s a dream. The fruit of faith is courage.

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How Many Minds?

Wallace Stevens once wrote: I was of three minds,    Like a tree    In which there are three blackbirds.   Three minds? Why so few? I once read that our minds(pardon the geek-speak):“Emerge from interactions among countless, Specialized, independent, interconnected,Largely unconscious mental processes.”  … Continue reading

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Haiku on Aging

My name forgottenAt last I have come to knowWho I truly am. Also published on https://medium.com

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Beer and Burgers in the Time of The Plague

After nearly two months in lockdown from the Coronavirus pandemic, I chose to welcome the economy’s gradual reopening with a celebration of normalcy: beer and a burger with a friend. I checked the local pub to confirm it was open, … Continue reading

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Sonnet: On Meeting You for a Weekend on Martha’s Vineyard

Once more you’re left alone; I’m on a plane.My work takes me to Boston several days,Or more each month.  And while you don’t complain,I know you hate the time I spend away.Still, this goodbye was easier than most:You’re meeting me … Continue reading

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The Day I Met Thelonious and Nica in Heaven

I was sitting in my music room the morning after the biggest snowstorm of the winter, alternately practicing my guitar and looking out at the snow piled heavy on the trees. My wife walked in with a late morning cup … Continue reading

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Thoughts on Science and Literature

When I was very young, in my last few months of mental clarity before the storms of adolescence overwhelmed me, my career ambitions shifted from being a fireman, jet pilot, explorer, or police detective to becoming a scientist or writer. … Continue reading

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Thank You, Mr. Brubeck

This posting was first made a few days after Dave Brubeck passed away on December 5, 2012. I am republishing it with selected postings from a prior version of this blog that was damaged in a malware attack. Dave Brubeck … Continue reading

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Blossom’s Dance, Cognitive Science, and Being in the World

Blossom is a little cockatiel who flew down and landed on the roof of the car on night when my wife and I were going out to dinner. Even for a home where animals are not only part of the … Continue reading

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