by phillipw | Feb 21, 2020 | CA, PU
Dido and Aeneas The Queen of Carthage sings that “he is gone” In white-smoke pain. Purcell gives smoke-white tongue To those who lose their men. She acts as pawn; He swells her aching throat and tortured lung With passions of the flames that fill her,...
by phillipw | Feb 20, 2020 | MY
“The Mystery of Iniquity” This tale looms large, that Lucifer conceived His God was like himself, a sort of twin, An elder one, a massive tree that leaved And fruited long before the swell of sin Began to bud inside the angel’s brain, An aching more...
by phillipw | Feb 20, 2020 | MA
Long and Longing: an Indian Reader in Rare Books and Music His eyebrow cuts a cruel line—that left One—sinister like Satan’s as he fell, Or more like Lucifer’s, since he (with heft Of heavenly beauty in his tilt to Hell) Most certainly could not have realized That...
by phillipw | Feb 20, 2020 | SC
The Undead on Vellum Fragility is what ideas are made Of. They are broken crystal or at most Pink diamonds in fire, and if their shade Were blue they’d be like waves against a coast Of monsters. They are flotsam or like spume On black beach sand. They spill...
by phillipw | Feb 20, 2020 | AS
Ashoka Insists with Hard Things The Maski iteration edict Maski edict (detail) ~ Wikipedia An emperor gives commands and they are carved In stone a thousand miles away. A bulge Of rock gives overhang defence. Once starved Of contact with him, people now indulge His...
