by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | ST, UN
Straight The look on my young face did not make you Unbutton shirt or heart. N o whisper came From you, not even once, though once we two Kissed. Kissing only made a distant frame Around your ...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | IN, ME
The Internal Space Station You’ve seen those places advertising what They call “Self-storage” lockers. Well, I’ve had One over sixty years. It’s not a hut On our back green. It doesn’t have a pad- Lock, isn’t just a cubicle inside A...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | AS, ST
The Life of Stars Stars lives are always long, slow deaths. They die And live by burning. Furnace-like, their cores Consist of catastrophic heat. They fry The elements just like inquisitions Turned crazies into saints. Crushed hydrogen Produces helium. ...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | AS, AS, GO
I John 1:5 A damask tablecloth embraced by light From candelabra, and a Christmas tree Awake with twinkling, and Diwali night Are tempting us to think that light means glee. John’s God is light but too much brilliance blights: When Moses climbed the...
by phillipw | Jan 5, 2020 | PO, WR
For the Aegenitan Lad Who Won the Pankration “From every ship and boat, my song” ~ Pindar, Nemean Ode 5 We wonder if some ancient sailors sang The lines of Pindar as they crossed the seas Below their masts and not in seamen’s slang. They chanted lines from odes, or...
