by phillipw | May 12, 2020 | BR, PI
Bristlecone Longevity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Photo: lightrainproductions.com/BristleconePine. The beauty of the tree is not how old, Indeed how ancient in its gnarling now, Not in its...
by phillipw | May 11, 2020 | BR, 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 Night...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | AC, BR
Greek Aurora in a Pure Cloud Sky He’s white and dressed in white. His linen shirt Saps wrinkles from his face and otherwise There’s not a spot of sweatiness or dirt. He might as well be marble, brotherwise To still Apollo on a plinth, although These shoulders are like...
by phillipw | Apr 10, 2020 | BR
Paradox The beautiful young scholar here today Is suffering from a cold. He has to stop And wipe his nose and sniffles to allay The itching, slimy, irritating drop, Drip, drop of mucus. Strong but fragile there Behind his books and laptop, he prepares...
by phillipw | Mar 1, 2020 | BR, FA, JO, KE, ST
The Hard Truth: Keats The myth rides gently on that wasting death. Consumption weakened him as if a spell Were cast by Tories hating lines with breath For weaker ones among us. He was well In brain and soul, this little giant filled With all nobilities, this...
by phillipw | Feb 17, 2020 | BR, FA, JO, KE
The Jewel a Bright Star Gave Him . The lover holds carnelian between His thumb and finger (far too late to write More poetry), then palms it there to lean Against his lifeline. If the stone is white Or red like blood that turns away from life Is well beyond God’s...
