William Matthews

(November 11, 1942 - November 12, 1997 / Cincinnati, Ohio)

William Matthews Poems

1. The Snake 4/28/2015
2. Drizzle 2/10/2015
3. Alcide 4/21/2010
4. A Walk 4/21/2010
5. A Small Room In Aspen 4/21/2010
6. Bedtime 4/21/2010
7. Foul Shots: A Clinic 4/21/2010
8. A Roadside Near Ithaca 4/21/2010
9. On The Porch At The Frost Place, Franconia, N. H. 1/13/2003
10. Poem (The Lump Of Coal My Parents Teased) 1/13/2003
11. A Happy Childhood 4/21/2010
12. Mingus At The Showplace 1/13/2003
13. Job Interview 1/13/2003
14. A Life Of Crime 4/21/2010
15. Eyes 4/21/2010
16. The Blues 1/13/2003
17. Homer's Seeing-Eye Dog 1/13/2003
18. No Return 1/13/2003
19. Dire Cure 1/13/2003
20. A Poetry Reading At West Point 1/13/2003

Comments about William Matthews

  • Elizabeth Smith (4/26/2014 1:45:00 PM)

    He was my stepfather-can't say you would have loved to have met him-he did have a great sense of humor and was brilliant. Still..complicated soul, let's just say that.

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  • V P Mahur V P Mahur (2/11/2014 2:24:00 AM)

    I like the poem 'I Like'. lovely

  • Martin O'Neill Martin O'Neill (2/11/2012 5:18:00 AM)

    Just beautiful writing to gladden the soul from having read it. I would so have loved to have met him. The world is a poorer place without him.

Best Poem of William Matthews

A Poetry Reading At West Point

I read to the entire plebe class,
in two batches. Twice the hall filled
with bodies dressed alike, each toting
a copy of my book. What would my
shrink say, if I had one, about
such a dream, if it were a dream?

Question and answer time.
"Sir," a cadet yelled from the balcony,
and gave his name and rank, and then,
closing his parentheses, yelled
"Sir" again. "Why do your poems give
me a headache when I try

to understand them?" he asked. "Do
you want that?" I have a gift for
gentle jokes to defuse tension,
but this was not the time to use ...

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Dire Cure

"First, do no harm," the Hippocratic
Oath begins, but before she might enjoy
such balm, the docs had to harm her tumor.
It was large, rare, and so anomalous
in its behavior that at first they mis-
diagnosed it. "Your wife will die of it
within a year." But in ten days or so
I sat beside her bed with hot-and-sour
soup and heard an intern congratulate

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