by phillipw | Mar 5, 2020 | CH, DO, TR
Twittering among Bare Branches: No Cherry Blossoms along the Tidal Basin “Where have all the flowers gone?” There once were flowers. They came up as bright To nose and eye as if an angel bowed Above them giving off a fragrant...
by phillipw | Mar 4, 2020 | DO, TR
Onward, Forward, Shout Aloud Hosanna Forget the Holy of the Holies now. Think “Nastiness of Nasties” at the top. He’s picked the vilest ones to be the prow Of Good Yacht Nastiness, to be the crop Of all the rottenest of fruit to serve Us. Being vile and vile he has...
by phillipw | Mar 4, 2020 | DO, TR
Wearing a Triple Crown above America A menace rises like a tidal wave, A monster with the skin, blond hair and scales Of humanoid dragons from a cave Beneath the Dead Sea’s crust. Decency pales To superficiality of greed With gilt attempting to prevent our eyes From...
by phillipw | Mar 4, 2020 | BE, MA
The British Library Rare Books and Music Reading Room; Why Go Search for Black Diamonds in Deepest Mines, Far, Far Away? I like the way his shoulders hunch in curve And swell when he is sitting calm in thought, But even more I love the darkened swerve Of almost...
by phillipw | Mar 4, 2020 | PO
Poets and the Various Piracies of Life All poets should be saved by dolphins, all, And not just Arion. We each require A varying salvation. Very small John Keats would need the clicking, squeaking choir To focus healing bursts and pulses on His shreds of lungs there...
