by phillipw | Apr 16, 2020 | PO
Phillip’s Place for Poetry I have a place for poetry, right here. It is not straight although the laptop screen Demands its squared-off angles. Like a weir That holds it shining waters, this leaved scene Is set among reality, among Realities, a bit of nuanced pink And...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2020 | AL
Instinct and Alexander the Hateful Achilles, after many years of war, And after losing Patroklus to death, Reacted vilely, more like a smelly whore Than a man of Greek-sky principles. Blue death And anguish overwhelming him like sea Waves, catastrophic, made by...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2020 | FR, RO
Intercessory Our love is like an orchestra that plays https://www.revolvy.com/main/index.php?s=Petrushka%20chord&item_type=topic In two key signatures at once, or like Grieg And Chinese music mixing, a blaze Of orange tweed against silk’s pink, a league Of...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2020 | AN, ME, SC
Medieval or Eternity The artist does not have a name. Severe With grace in stone, the sculptures look down on Us, masking his identity, a tear Not shed, a smile withheld. The brawn Of arm and shoulder, strength and talent of The hand can only be supposed. The man...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2020 | PA
Manifesto for the Past We try to write a manifesto for The past; not history—the Past. We want To mold those things they call the facts, and more Then that we wish to change what men can vaunt As for triumphs in their greed and realms have gone by. Men must not...
