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. ...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | BR
Rare Books and Music Reading Room How beautiful and long a face can stretch, In competition with a sculpture on A Norman pier, Modigliani sketch, Or long as a Tahitian mountain dawn. Can lips assume this richest red, as warm As classic bricks in glowing...
by phillipw | Dec 1, 2019 | PR
Studying the Church Fathers His hair and whiskers, eyebrows tend towards black, Those bristles near his mouth and then along His forearms close. He scratches at his back, Perhaps a pimple. No sonnet or song Will ever praise his manly beauty. Lo! Just some...
by phillipw | Nov 29, 2019 | VI
Reading about the Red-haired Priest in the British Library The lamplight’s fall across each chord-like tress, The phrase-like forehead and the eyebrows (straight) Perhaps are not that different from the stress, Though gentle, from the candle light in late...
by phillipw | Nov 29, 2019 | DR
After the Opera: A Drug-scene Tattoo “one night he kissed My soul out in a burning mist.” –Robert Browning A tenor and soprano sang among...
