by phillipw | Feb 25, 2020 | BE, MA
He The way he makes us feel is like the vaults In high cathedrals. High and higher still They rise within our hearts with all their faults Though far above us like a sacred grille He sets out forms for irises and souls. The complications of the...
by phillipw | Feb 25, 2020 | JO, KE, SE
Abandoned by All but Two: Joseph Severn & Immortality The man who sailed to Italy with Keats Was chosen just because he was the one Available. Deaf circumstance defeats Our friends. Concerns about the family stun Some men who otherwise might offer us Their...
by phillipw | Feb 25, 2020 | RE, RI
Our National Poet Living in London and then at 165 King’s Road, Reading? More nights in London than in Paris—and Rimbaud lived in Berkshire, too; in Reading 165 King’s Road, Reading, where Rimbaud lived and worked He wrote prose poems and free verse, not bland,...
by phillipw | Feb 25, 2020 | DR, FO, ME
Mind Cankers “the realm of forgetting, that overcrowded land’ ~ Donna Leon The kingdom of forgetfulness is large, Much larger than the empire of memory. Forgetting is the way that humans charge Ahead. Our histories are just the quay That once great...
by phillipw | Feb 25, 2020 | AS, NE, ST, SU
Thorn- Żytkow The one who is the heavy star inside Gives gravity to hold together red Intensity. His presence is implied Because the more amorphous one was fed By greed that made the weighty globe suck in The essence of the one in orbit with Him,...
