Author Archives: William Stubblefield

About 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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