Category Archives: Poetry

Tara

Posted on February 7, 2022 by William Stubblefield

It snowed heavily last night, and I found myself waking to the task of Shoveling a hundred feet of driveway. “Hire someone with a snowplow; You’re too old to be doing this,” My wife said in her female wisdom. “I’m … Continue reading →

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A Dream is a Physical Thing

Posted on July 30, 2021 by William Stubblefield

Dreams fly free, Embracing phantom lovers, Absent friends, lost In a rubble of memory, Inhabiting imagined worlds— A body forms from thought: Choirs of humming synapses Enfleshed and wandering. A dream is a physical thing. I dreamed I was on … Continue reading →

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Renaissance – A Sonnet

Posted on June 8, 2021 by William Stubblefield

Shards of memory litter my mind,Adolescent complaints and ancient regrets,Hopes and disappointments left behindLike yellowed notes of uncollected debts. Useless fictions, dreams, desires, lies,The masks I wore for work, success, protection,Love’s nakedness—a lonely man’s disguise.Longing becomes a habit, desire a … 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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