Author Archives: William Stubblefield
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.
Haiku on Faith
Certain in your faith?Certainty’s a dream. The fruit of faith is courage.
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
Haiku on Aging
My name forgottenAt last I have come to knowWho I truly am. Also published on https://medium.com
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
