by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | CA
Burlington He makes the heart’s beat change into a purr By doing simple things like lapping milk, And kneading rugs, and wearing knitted fur That rubs against the leg like hungry silk; The way he sleeps, contorted like a slur Of laziness across the...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | TR
Well? A bruise to tissues that surround the heart Results in gasping pangs when labored air For humdrum life demands its paltry part Of lingering energies, and ribs (aware They should have tried to save the source of blood From trauma’s harm) succumb to...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | CA, KI
Kipper He masters life by learning how to fall. From heights he lands with four white feet just right. When drowsy all he does is form a ball Of stripes —and falls into a furry night Made up of twitch and sleep. And if from grace He falls...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | EN, PH
Entropy Dreary A scattering of snowflakes, each a little dawn Of pattern frittering itself away Across the morning air, is scrawled and drawn By gravity—or some much darker sway In modern cosmological theory. The physicists love thinking of a force In...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | AB, LO
Tacit [rewritten] The dawn bows slowly over stars, and they ..Retreat. A lover wakes—and he is gone. So ends a love—and starts another day. So ends a love where constellations shone. The morning star is colorless. Its light, ..As clear as pain, is...
