by phillipw | Nov 15, 2019 | FR, KU
You know the sort. They’re usually called Fair weather friends. They’re righteous and they’re good And generous even—if things don’t get balled Up. Each one stores his satin, high-peaked hood Beneath his folded underpants. They give Right...
by phillipw | Nov 15, 2019 | AE, AE, BE
Dark Curly Hair Blue He wears the heavenly blue of Mary’s cloak Across the bicep on his left-hand side. That muscle is not very male. The stroke Of folded blue placed there helps him to hide That fact. Another crucial part is veiled By Mary Queen of...
by phillipw | Nov 15, 2019 | AL
Imperfection as Perfection The eyes are white and wide. They look as spare As Orpheus’s when he lost his wife. Yet Alexander never knew such bare And sand-dune meaninglessness in his life. Perhaps the perfect oval of his face Veiled slightly by the waves of...
by phillipw | Nov 14, 2019 | CH, CO, ST
Lost and Found in Whiteness The man gets up and walks away. He heads Away from all the rubble he has wreaked In hearts, inside his son, and in those beds Where he has rutted. His heart and soul have leaked Away their power through holes the tourniquet Required when...
by phillipw | Nov 14, 2019 | DR, EL
Wish Lanterns Glow Old people harbor wishes, maybe with Their grudges. Wishes also linger from Their childhood daydreams each one like a myth Created solely for one heart. They come Back to these children made of wrinkles, stiff With memories, and these...
