by phillipw | Apr 26, 2020 | AU, DI
Ever and Always Death is Their Final Pathetic Option “It is therefore necessary to give orders, not only to poets,but also to all artists and craftsmen, that they should portray the image of goodness in their works and avoid everything that is ugly and bad…”. ~...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2020 | AU, LO, NI
Lorena, Logic, Love, Loss The thought of Aunt Lorena crossed my mind Today while shaving. Human brains are strange Like feral cats who once were tame. Designed For logic, heads can sometimes disarrange Their purpose unpredictably. Why should My mind thinks, “Aunt...
by phillipw | Mar 12, 2020 | AU, GR, MO
The Rim Falls written on the edge of orange leaves, Upon the curling crest of surfer’s waves, On Violetta’s lashes as she grieves, The falling salt of love, salt eyes by graves— Are stunning all. They lame the heart and lung, These autumns peer...
by phillipw | Mar 10, 2020 | AU
Pastels and Mists are not the Heights of Mystery The air of brilliant autumn days here in Vermont has something unexplained to say. New England has a revelation twin To mystery. Heavy with a light of day This revelation’s sense is not revealed. The mystery is...
by phillipw | Feb 14, 2020 | AU, FA
Royal Fields and Horizon, Windsor: Crown, Orb and Swaying Sceptre The gentle foliage arc the hill provides Because of autumn limbs held up to touch The blue curved sky, this two-greened arch, divides The earth from heaven and then joins up much Besides. The dual bow...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | AU
Morning After Rains They plant their roots for firmness in the earth. They do not think of death but plan for pods And seeds. Their blueprints are for birth. They have a strong disdain for lightning rods, For what is living for except for heights? They...
