by phillipw | Mar 27, 2020 | LI
Counterintelligence A text becomes a pretext for a nerd Of criticism, theorizing, or Detectives’ brains. The poem is a turd For lab investigation. Those minds pore Between the lines. These Sherlocks search for clues About the author or the context in His...
by phillipw | Mar 27, 2020 | LL
Llanbadarnfawr “Llanbadarn Fawr’s monastic library grew in size and importance; reputedly larger than those of Canterbury Cathedral and York Minster.” ~ Wikipedia A dwindling, at the very best, awaits. A death, a long time coming, may not come For...
by phillipw | Mar 26, 2020 | DR, NI
Radical A dream is a reality as true As daylight drenching, scorching skin on face And throat. A dream is fact, an ultra blue As seen through telescopic sin and grace, A denseness like Magritte’s and Dali’s dreams If they were dire blue diamonds in a...
by phillipw | Mar 26, 2020 | AN, GR, SC
An Infestation of Falsely Colored Barnacles on Thighs Like painted barnacles on bronzes from An ancient sea, our encrustations on Ideas from distant times and cultures come Between us and those statues from the dawn Of civilization. The Aegean As an emblem holds the...
by phillipw | Mar 26, 2020 | LO, RO, SE
Why It Is Not Good to be a Small Brown Butterfly A found poem from The Physiology of Love by Paolo Mantegazza and the book The Natural History of Love by Morton Hunt Caressing fondly with their wings, they reach The wing of one the other in a kiss. The silk and velvet...
