by phillipw | Dec 13, 2019 | BU
Serenity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem As if a sacred nothing were a kind Of gift, Gautama left his palace, went To wander in the world’s ways and to find Enlightenment adrift on...
by phillipw | Nov 28, 2019 | AL, BU, LO, SE
Phenomenal .A kiss is more than lips, spit, tongues and teeth .Luxuriating in a bedroom’s heat, .Exploring to blue veins and nerves beneath .Conventions recognized by skin. The beat — .Against the ribcage in each chest — of hearts...
by phillipw | Nov 27, 2019 | BU, LO, RO
Anatomy of Love: To a Nurse Dawn comes to where your solid throat and jaw Lie cupped in fingers not distracted by This wedding ring, and where your liquid eye (Behind its frail, fringed lid) twitches in awe Of nightmare threats both powerful...
by phillipw | Nov 22, 2019 | BU, CH, HI, IN
Xuanzang: Observations on Assam, Bihar, Kasmir, the Peninsular and Punjab We meet dismay when pondering histories Far foreign from our time. Many amassed Cross-pollinated facts become mysteries, As when a Chinese traveler in the past So distant that we have no...
by phillipw | Oct 16, 2019 | BU, Uncategorized
Helen Miller’s Little Brother The bullies all around him must have seemed Like combine harvesters to someone wee Like autumn blossoms when the bastards teamed Up. Gary, like a sweet weed in the scree Beneath a bing, somehow survived and found His way to my protection...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | BU, LO
We Met at the Caledonian Hotel in the West End The Royal Mile is John Knox’s creed, Yet strict stone Edinburgh has the pinks, The lavenders, and blues which lovers need When springtime Presbyterian day winks To twilight. Grayness overawes the eyes Until the sun is...
