by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | AR, IN, MU
The Vanishing Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A perfect poem that a poet knew (Or nearly knew) attempted to escape From in his ribs and mind. It almost grew. He got a glimpse of it, its shining...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | CA, FO
Prospero Protecting his Hoard My kitty growls when he is given food He loves. He can’t control himself. Nope. He Curmurs and hisses. Really he is rude To those who feed him, goes into a spree Of crude expletives, hunkers down and grabs A mouthful just in case I...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | AN, CA, NI, VI
Safe Spaces—“Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose” “When the Athenians sent leaders of their philosophy schools to Rome on an embassy in 155 BC, one of them, the sceptic Carneades, pleaded on one day for justice in politics, on the next day for injustice. Cato...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | CA, SE
Turbulent March and Hot July In Rome the god of war and youth was Mars. This nodded to the young men who would die From March and onwards, or who grasped hard scars And heroism. That god might imply Far more since he could not resist the charms His sister, Venus,...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | AN, SY
This sonnet may offend some readers. If you think it might offend you, please do not read it. Out and About after an Evening of Swilling on Upper-Class Couches Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The...
