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I haven’t used my feet for centuries – I find they are no longer attached to my mortal remains – and it is amazing how my back has cleared up. 423 more words

William Stafford

Making Sacrifices

I wish I had not been called to this exalted position. Mind you, it has kept me alive for decades longer than my contemporaries. They were all bled years ago, their entrails fried and their bones pulverised. 619 more words

William Stafford

Kid Quotes by William Stafford

Kids: they dance before they learn there is anything that isn’t music. ~William Stafford


Tri-Sacred Blades Come 'Round Again

I’ve picked these three cards before, and here they are again. I keep dreaming about cats since dear Mr. Stitch died in December, and last night I had a dream about cuddling my favourite cat of all time, Mr. 660 more words

Diary Of A Broken Soul Tarot

Worried about Tommy

I am worried about Tommy. He’s becoming unmanageable – and I don’t just mean his hair, which he won’t let me clip anymore. It’s in your eyes, I keep telling him but he snarls and snaps. 592 more words

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Traveling Through the Dark (William Stafford, 1962)

I just finished this book after two years of reading; a very long time for one collection of poetry, especially one as short as this — 100 pages, more or less. 466 more words


Presto Bongo

When the Great Fantoni changed his act, he came to me. No more the top hat and cane. Gone too were the cloak and the white gloves. 723 more words

William Stafford