by phillipw | May 15, 2020 | LO, VI, WI
Highest Inheritance The losers who are punished by their loss And pain are purer than the victors who Get glory. Christ upon his aching cross Is like his cousin John. Their lives, askew Across imperial realities, Are massacred. The Pharisees’ and scribes’,...
by phillipw | May 15, 2020 | AG, LO, MO, PA
Patroklus Love moves the sea. Love moves the thunder, sails And storms. Loves moves the ancient Greeks to Troy. At least that’s what the poets tell us. Nails Go into God’s own palms to cause the joy Of never ending love. At least that’s...
by phillipw | May 14, 2020 | LO, MA, PA, RO
Edgar Allan Poe was Wrong The perfect poem is about the death Of perfect beauty. That is what glum Poe Asserts, an ivory-like release of breath From some Evangeline, a sigh like snow From some expressive woman’s breast and lips. Do you suspect he meant a young one...
by phillipw | May 14, 2020 | AN, GA, Ho, LO, SE
Sarmentus Deliciae, Augustus, and Falernian Intoxication A few of us (and I am one) are known By name when centuries have passed. Just one Peculiar quality defines us. Grown Men cannot do without us for their fun. Our beauty is intoxicating from The first sip that...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | FR, LO, MA
Low Level Loves For most of us baize friendship is a low Replacement for the brocade kinds of love. It hums along, not singing. It is slow Compared to passion which is far above It, or at least in poetry it is. A man needs buddies, yes, of course, but they...
by phillipw | May 13, 2020 | AN, GA, HE, LO, MO, PE, RO, ST
The Hardened Dog with a Raisin Bun in its Mouth in PompeiiModern poetry modern verse Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem se modern poem contemporary The saddest little things come down to us From ancient...
