by phillipw | Aug 14, 2019 | AE, BE, ES, GR
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord Beauty The ancient Greeks loved beauty, all its forms. Men prized the patterns that enquiring minds Discovered, loving it because it warms The brain and body, loving curved behinds Marble statue of the Three Graces Metropolitan Museum of Art,...
by phillipw | Aug 12, 2019 | AD, AL, DR
Outside the British Museum Of course I cannot speak. I’m crammed with drugs And all the shit that comes with them. I’ve turned Intelligence to stupid drawl. The dugs Of chemical addiction leave my burned Synapses tottering. They’re like a man...
by phillipw | Jul 5, 2019 | AL
Alexander He had the countenance and features of Great gods. Believing this, men fashioned for Him attributes humanity must love: Invincibility shot through with more Than imperfection—sadness from desire, The will to triumph at the greatest cost,...
by phillipw | Jul 3, 2019 | AB
Abelard and Heloïse Illuminated When Abelard was my age, he was dead. I think he would have lived eternally If he had known he’d be stiff as French bread Flutes, as sticks of it dressed infernally, When painted in the Roman de la Rose In red and orange (ORANGE!). He...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2018 | AS
SOCIAL MEDIA: Ascension Let go. Let go the laptop and that phone, The iPad and the Instagram that bangs Away. Turn off the Twitter storm. Dethrone Technology and screens. Those Facebook fangs Are in you, worrying your mental throat Like some sophisticated pack of...
by phillipw | Aug 7, 2018 | A
A & P My mother took me to the A & P Quite often, in the 50s, and back then That market and the little town were key To my whole view, as Proust’s lost madeleine Became for him. The color of that cake Was like the dark orange smell of...
