by phillipw | Mar 19, 2020 | DE, FA, MO, NI, SE
Selenicereus Grandiflorus I planted night-blooming, LARGE white blossomed cacti in my white garden in Kenya overlooking the Great Rift Valley. They were planted so they could climb into trees at the edge of my Moon Garden–and the edge...
by phillipw | Mar 3, 2020 | DE, LO, RO
Liberties and a White Picket Fence “I wished we were in the quiet of my room. . . He was being my friend again, as no other being on earth had ever been, really, and I would do as he wished. ‘You know you are the only one,’ I said suddenly, my own voice sounding...
by phillipw | Feb 26, 2020 | AR, DE, LO, PA, RI, RO, VE
HMS Implacable “Because you loved me as it had to be.” ~ Paul Verlaine in “To Arthur Rimbaud” We love the thought of love and fate combined. We love the grand idea that lust is out Of our control like earthquakes. Disinclined To...
by phillipw | Feb 18, 2020 | DE, SE
Sex and Death Can ghosts come back to life enough to sweat? If so, what kind of perspiration could Express itself on phantom skin? Cold, wet, And smell-less, meaningless as balsa wood Their armpit tufts would feel less clammy than Flesh kissed on rigor...
by phillipw | Feb 15, 2020 | DE, MO
Intaglio How beautiful a piece of art can make Death seem. The words can lift us up like love, A suffering love of purity. They shake Us like a virgin prophetess above Our passion, this especially if they Are elevated by the melodies of voice. When...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2020 | CH, DE, MO, ST
Adieu Tonight you are a voice that calls to me Across the waters from a liner bound For shores beyond an endless, waveless sea. The coastlines have no harbours ever found By living voyagers and so we do Not know the colours of the beaches or Their...
