by phillipw | Feb 24, 2025 | Ta, TO
The Gasp of Moons Moons suffer subtle tortures. All around Them float sweet stars, sweet water drops that wink At them. Sweet twinkling cruelties abound. Sahara dry, the moons can never drink. A shooting star or asteroid might hit A moon, but water...
by phillipw | Feb 24, 2025 | HU
Where Sandspurs and Mosquitoes Thrive Modern poetry modern verse conteFmporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem For Matt Gaetz In Florida the afternoons are a parched With crush of slugs called damp and guck and heat. The slugs leave slime on...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2025 | Uncategorized
Dumb Confusingly, (confusedly) he claims That silences have shapes; a silence has A shape (it follows). Saying this he maims Clear thinking. Silences are more like jazz, Progressive jazz completely jagged stuff. It’s good that he’s...
by phillipw | Feb 22, 2025 | LO, MA, SE
Always All Ways Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When men are in that kind of love, then all Is right. Then everything is rhyming red. Then every time is thrilled, unblinded Saul. Then...
by phillipw | Feb 21, 2025 | ME, MU, Uncategorized
Music Drama Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem We almost never want the notes in scales. We want the melodies. We want the lilts And rhythms. We want music that gives trails To memories...
