by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | BR
Renoir Lips The Renoir lips and voltage eyes of blue, The shock of Tintoretto hair, two-toned In depths of blond and old-gold hue (As subtle as a shadowed Rembrandt, honed With strokes of perfect oils) define the head. The HD download lashes long and...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | LO, RE
Hollywood vs. Us It is as if the movies were more real Than our own lives and loves might ever be— Ever. It isn’t right if we don’t feel It cinematically, if we don’t see It fraught in DVDs. A passion known In Queens or Slough, a paltry murder in Some...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | LO
Two Emperors in One We gave each other new identities As ghosts might when transfused with lovers’ blood. Where once we had been rootless, leafless trees, Limbs bloom. Red cherry comes from urgent bud. Where once we looked out from two far extremes, With...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | CR
No Xi’an Here Face leaning forward, slightly lowered, he Has dignity, an Oriental kind, The way the eye is held ceramically When looking at a Chinese vase in bind Of glaze and beauty. This richest skin Of mellowing vellum colors, but still strong As handmade...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | CH, RE
Patisserie Christianity Patisserie-like Christianity Is what I love the most. Why bother with The rules and burdens, the inanity Of long traditions and the heavy myth When you can have incrusted beauty, not Incrusted doctrine? Start out with a blue Dome. ...
