by phillipw | Sep 1, 2019 | CH
Studying the Church Fathers, Emphasis on Stud His hair and whiskers, eyebrows tend towards black, Those bristles near his mouth and then along His forearm fur. He scratches at his back, Perhaps a pimple. No sonnet or song Will ever praise his manly...
by phillipw | Aug 19, 2019 | CH, ST
That Sabbath Evening Forget Lot’s wife and cities of the plain. Forget the angel with a living flame Outside the gate of Eden and orange stain Of burning bush in Sin. All those are tame, Lame types of what was yet to come. Inside Another Gate that night I...
by phillipw | Aug 18, 2019 | CH, ST
Once I Saw that You Used a Five-day Underarm Deodorant which has Now Created a Fragrant Rosary I dreamed of you and was fulfilled, was filled With sadness— but fulfilled. I woke. The dream Was gone, but all the morning hours were stilled In quietude of...
by phillipw | Aug 12, 2019 | AD, CH, ST
Insight He holds his whorly head there in his hands. He clutches druggy hair and all the world There. Hypnotized, he thinks the junk expands The universe, or painlessness impearled Is forming there inside his long-locked skull. The fix is not predictive; addictive...
by phillipw | Aug 7, 2019 | CH, LO, ST
Conversion I swallowed starlight when I saw you first, That night you came in through a holy gate And raised your hands in hallowed greeting, burst With beauty in a fevered Sabbath, straight From lukewarm life including tepid Christ. He was the son behind theology Of...
by phillipw | Aug 1, 2019 | CH, ST
Made Unique by God the Father and Son Almighty: the First Day and the Sixth He had a head so full of dawns that God Must clearly have been there when it was made. Another reason was that he was odd. That also showed divinity had played A kneeling part in his creation...
