by phillipw | May 31, 2023 | BO, IV, WH
The People Who Too Easily are Bored The people who too easily are bored Have boring minds, my brother Ivan says. When brains were given out, too many scored At low IQs. Not one of them’s a wizz At anything except their boredom. If They sit alone without their...
by phillipw | May 31, 2023 | AI, DO, GR, LO, OS, WI
Painting as Sacred Seduction Lord Alfred Douglas would have loved to sit For Basil Howard. Even more this lord Would certainly have forced his Wilde to quit The field of fever known as love and board The field of bankrupt slavery to pay The painter for the...
by phillipw | May 30, 2023 | T, TH
The Prime and Ultimate Composition That moment comes when music turns to bliss, No, something stretched beyond that, more like space That heaven strains to make, the stars’ abyss Of height and depth where angel ranks abase Themselves and also rise up singing,...
by phillipw | May 29, 2023 | AL, BO, DO, LO, OS, WI
BruteBitchBastard Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “like murdered singing birds” Lord Alfred turned to singing something worse Than that monstrosity, that attic room Abomination. He became...
by phillipw | May 29, 2023 | AU, SI, WH, WI, WO
Aunt Wilma Singing “The Holy City” in the Tiny White Concrete Block Church in Sabbath Titusville Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem What feelings would my father have enjoyed While sitting in the elder’s...
