by phillipw | May 20, 2020 | FO, GR, IM, MO, SE
Vacuum Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem His father died and Tony’s body dried Up, its oases withering to dunes Of numbness. Something shriveled deep inside. Bright pools of sexuality are...
by phillipw | May 17, 2020 | CH, FO, RH, SP
2451 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I re-arranged my china. England failed While I was doing that. The team was young As we’d been told ad nauseam. They paled To losers, though. I...
by phillipw | May 17, 2020 | CL, FO, PO, TR
Ars Poetica “The word ‘classic’ itself . . . derives from the Latin word classicus which referred to recruits of the ‘first class’, the heavy infantry in the Roman army. The ‘classical’, then, is ‘first class’, though it is no longer heavily armoured.” ~...
by phillipw | May 16, 2020 | FO, SE, TE
Seventh-day Adventist Christianity as It Was Practiced at Forest Lake Academy, Maitland, Florida, in the mid-1960s: Eight Sonnets (an Imperfect Number) in a Sexquence I Degueulasse At first they pulled Paul’s shirt up to his tits And slapped him on his...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | CA, FO
Prospero Protecting his Hoard My kitty growls when he is given food He loves. He can’t control himself. Nope. He Curmurs and hisses. Really he is rude To those who feed him, goes into a spree Of crude expletives, hunkers down and grabs A mouthful just in case I...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | FO, PO, TR
Beowulf as Instruction for Living Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If only life, our stuttered lives, were like Sestinas or like Anglo Saxon lines Of poetry, each unseen ghostly spike Of caesuras that...
