by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | LO, RO, SE
Distant The morning tastes of gray. It smells of brown. The clouds are bland the way they touch the heart; A muffled beigeness covers all the town. When sunrise came it sounded like the start Of fungi growing in an autumn lawn. The sunsets have the...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | AN, CH, FR
Full of Elegance and Truth: Fra Angelico’s Annunciation in the Prado [Look at the painting first? Go to the blue link immediately below. In case you don’t already know, Mary is nearly always dressed in red (because of Christ’s Passion)...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | AN, CH
Pregnant Paradox: Picardo’s Anunciación in the Prado Picardo Anunciación.jpeg A hint of heaven is all there is in her Apparel. Darker it could hardly be, So bleak you almost have to wish, infer The indigo in shadows where you see The actual truth: that...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | AR, DO, IV, PH, WH, WO
Under the Florida Son On Wilson’s first Inaugural Day A “man” was born. His father always called Him “Man.” For instance, Archibald might say, “Go do your hunting, Man.” Archie’d been galled To have so many females in his life, Was thrilled to have...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | CH, DE, MO, SE, ST
The Lake Your eyes grow deep as galaxies for me, Much deeper than the sky at dusk, as high And deep as midnight and serenity Reflected on the surface like the cry A swan sends echoing—all this because Of death. Old memories include your head, My lap,...
