by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO, RO
Far and Near The moon seemed full forever, fixed and set There high above my loneliness the night I went in search of distant love and met You with you heart held up as in a rite, As if an Aztec priest could sacrifice His own wide chest, incise it with...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | EN
Tulips in the Night An ordinary darkness covers them. It’s just the night. And they . . . they are only Tulips. It’s not like death has dragged her hem Across them. Why not let them be lonely In their detachment from the sun? But no, I have to take...
by phillipw | Sep 18, 2019 | DA
We Never Notice Suffering o For Artie 0 We never notice suffering when we see Olympic diving. Beauty is the sole Sweep that we watch, that we think of as free, That leap more solemn than a cabriole, More graceful, too, perhaps precisely since The arc desires the...
by phillipw | Sep 18, 2019 | Ta
“I Shall Surround You” 0 Mirabeau, Wikipedia “I shall surround you with a vicious ring The likes of which you’ve never seen,” his friend, Mirabeau, yelled at Talleyrand. The sting Was bent and turned around, though, in the...
by phillipw | Sep 18, 2019 | SE
Self-examination: a sonnet trilogy If you should meditate upon yourself To know more clearly who and what you are, You might discover that you are an elf, A ukelele, not a bass guitar; That when your core becomes a fire, its fizz, Is like those birthday...
