by phillipw | Nov 22, 2019 | BE, DE
Ludwig van Beethoven When quietness first insinuates its tone, The ear is unattuned and doesn’t note The difference. It’s as if a single bone Crumbled in a tomb, alone, or a throat Swelled slightly in a singer in a choir Yet made no sound conductors’ minds...
by phillipw | Nov 17, 2019 | BE, RO
Chopin Blossoms The roses are arranged in Chopin sweeps. Arranged as darker roses in a curve, They look like notes and melodies in deeps Of wounds that lean to purple. In their swerve They look as if a choir of flourished notes, Arpeggios, and mordents had...
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 12, 2019 | BE, DE, RO
Brevity is the Soul of Life Some flowers are more beautiful because They bloom so briefly, have so short a time To blossom, and then fade. These are the laws Of loveliness. These rules are not a crime Or even an expression of some wrong. They are an underlying fact...
by phillipw | Nov 4, 2019 | BE
Beauty Far Beyond Meaning I get a glimpse of golden Russian cross And turban blue of dome. The bus speeds past The ancient blend of cultures with the gloss And semi-gloss of urban psyches cast Together for a thousand years or more. There must be chanting just beneath...
by phillipw | Oct 31, 2019 | BE
With Every Grace Endued He leans his high-arced cheek against the carved Wood decoration by his head. His slim And slightly, slightly arching nose is starved Of ugliness, since ugliness for him Is distant as the depths from heaven’s height. The anthem...
