Harold Whit Williams was born and raised in musically renowned Muscle Shoals, Alabama. He is guitarist for the critically acclaimed Austin, Texas, rock band Cotton Mather. He is also the recipient of the 2014 Mississippi Review Poetry Prize, and was a featured poet in the 2014 University of North Texas Kraken Reading Series. His collection, […]
Harold Whit Williams
Harold Whit Williams: Hawk Pride Mountain Nocturne
The deceased leave behind their voices. Some in shoeboxes Stacked in the back closet, Others under creaking steps, In leafwhisper, water murmur, highway hum. Most, middle of the night, seek us out With their quick-and-dead singsong. Disembodied, tremulous, Gusting down Off the pine-sided hill. An uncle’s high tenor; an aunt’s thick alto. A whole ragtag […]
Harold Whit Williams: Alabama Field Holler
I have decided to blame no one for my life. – Robert Bly Winter morning all hollowed-out, Whistling its one-note ballad. Morning bark-stripped, sanded-down, Held over a flame. A woodsmoke Morning piping clear across Childhood back pastures. Let me wake early to cop the riffs Of this bygone morning song. Let me stomp out with […]