by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | GO, IN, SP
The Voice We all are waiting for the voice to speak, But how will it be spoken? Will we hear It when it whispers in an ancient Greek The severity of stone-hard Doric fear? Perhaps still, small hoarseness in a fire Will echo in the deserts of our soul When...
by phillipw | Apr 13, 2020 | GO
Lollygagging on Olympus The gods are idle all day long like pale Silk hanging from a sultan’s wrist while gone On holiday and drowsing with a veil Around his satin bed. Supine they yawn By banquet tables weighted down with wine, Ambrosia and grapes. They laze about On...
by phillipw | Apr 13, 2020 | DI, GO
Lost God “like the gods whose powers fade as they are carted off from their landscapes and dialects and universalized” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 13 When God becomes too universal, he Is lost. He fades, Narcissus on a pool Too broad. A fuzziness...
by phillipw | Mar 19, 2020 | GO, SM, TH
The Larger Picture At Oxford Artie took a First, then went To teach in Kenya. There he sat out on His little porch and taught us what is meant By dedication. His unruly lawn Was near the Great Rift Valley as he stretched Young minds in mathematics. One to...
by phillipw | Feb 17, 2020 | GO, SU
The Central Singularity The blood of sadness is reality. The real stands far away from bloodless veins And not in shadows. No duality As Zarathustra saw it swells or strains Inside the marrow of the universe. Inside its bones where quantum physics seethes The...
by phillipw | Feb 15, 2020 | GO
Hush Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God. ~ Psalm 84:3 The swallow and the sparrow do not sing Beside...
