by phillipw | May 17, 2020 | Ho, NA, PH, PL
Actuality vs. Philosophy without Armpits Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem How troubling that some strangers from our past Are still alive. They keep on grasping throats And minds like zombies. Souls...
by phillipw | May 16, 2020 | MA, ME
Commonsense, Centaurs It stands to reason that if men become Themselves, a fractionation will result. The only way for unity is numb Society. Agreement will insult The purpose of a man. Why bother with Essential masculinity if what We want is maleness purified like...
by phillipw | May 16, 2020 | LO, RO, SE
There’s Perfection Bored into Me as More Than Perfection “All other loves are lost in only thine” ~ Alexander Pope translating Ovid writing in the voice of Sappho The other loves are like one tiny spore Of fungus less than seven microns wide, Or subatomic particles...
by phillipw | May 16, 2020 | PE, TR
There’s Perfection Three Times Perfection “All other loves are lost in only thine” ~ Alexander Pope translating Ovid writing in the voice of Sappho An ocean is a puny thing compared To outer space, more like a quark to strengths Of galaxies. Just as the Big Bang...
by phillipw | May 16, 2020 | AD, EX, Ho
Fear God If wrecked upon the Shoal of Thought How is it with the Sea? The only Vessel that is shunned Is safe—Simplicity— ~ Emily Dickinson We move across the depths. We skim the waves. We barely penetrate the sea. We glide As if the ocean...
