by phillipw | Jun 8, 2021 | CH
April Infatuation Saigyô says about the cherry blossoms of Mr. Yoshino, “Could I but divide up myself, and see every spray on unnumbered hills of flowers in bloom!” Let Ariel inhabit me when spring Returns so I can fly from tree to tree. I’ll zoom...
by phillipw | Jun 7, 2021 | EN
Where We Ought to Be Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem At times we feel like God. At times we feel Like us, just humans, men and women, not Like God. At times, though this is quite surreal, We...
by phillipw | Jun 6, 2021 | FI, GA
Dark Pink Nipples in the 1950s Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The 1950s held its clean-cut sorts, Its crew-cut men, but they were not the whole Array. Some others filled the gorgeous courts...
by phillipw | Jun 6, 2021 | CH, CO, DR, RE, ST
Loose Needlework The sage walks round in circles. Blessings burn. The blessings burn farewell. They burn the facts. They never matter. They are there to turn To incense all your scarred up faithless acts Against your wife, and son, and Jesus, too, Those...
by phillipw | Jun 6, 2021 | UL, UN, ZE
The Deepest, Fullest Bow The bow becomes a fugue in colors swerved And woven deeper than the color wheel. The bow becomes a ballerina curved But stoops so low the swaying starts to kneel. Obeisance is required in reverence Before the altar. Holiness requires That...
