William Stafford

(January 17, 1914 – August 28, 1993 / Kansas)

When I Met My Muse - Poem by William Stafford

I glanced at her and took my glasses
off--they were still singing. They buzzed
like a locust on the coffee table and then
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Comments about When I Met My Muse by William Stafford

  • (11/27/2013 8:57:00 PM)


    I have this bookmarked and refer to it every month or so. The simplicity and precision of this poem don't fade. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/21/2006 8:43:00 PM)


    Well, how anyone can give this less than an 8 is beyond me. You need to graduate from your baby diapers, start understanding what a real peom sounds like.

    It sounds like this poem. Gradual, brilliant, at once understated and grand!
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