by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | IN, ME
The Internal Space Station You’ve seen those places advertising what They call “Self-storage” lockers. Well, I’ve had One over sixty years. It’s not a hut On our back green. It doesn’t have a pad- Lock, isn’t just a cubicle inside A...
by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | IN
Coming Down from Heaven Grand spaces are supposed to make us feel The world is wonderful, like symphonies Presume to capture skies and make us kneel Before the universe. Large symmetries, Like Khufu’s pyramid, or Newton’s squared Principia, or like the...
by phillipw | Nov 22, 2019 | IN, WO
Cast White the Net There’s nothing you can’t find there on the web Unless it’s innocence. You type in “pure” And up comes pure cocaine and some celeb (A swinish, big tit party epicure) Who’s snorted far too many thrilling lines. You key in “innocent” and up...
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 17, 2019 | IN
Otherwise You do not meet your own desires in those You love. You cannot find yourself in men Or women, even women who transpose Your feelings into mountain and braw glen With mist that rivals healing of the bone, Or men who stroke emotion in your veins....
by phillipw | Aug 25, 2019 | AE, AL, BU, FL, IN, LO, ME, NO
Erde und Himmel: a Sonnet The picture on the page (this photo in the ad) was not of you. It looked like you, though. Can it be that something quite so thin and boring as casually leafing through an in-flight magazine might bring this...
