by phillipw | Mar 26, 2020 | LO, RO, SE
Why It Is Not Good to be a Small Brown Butterfly A found poem from The Physiology of Love by Paolo Mantegazza and the book The Natural History of Love by Morton Hunt Caressing fondly with their wings, they reach The wing of one the other in a kiss. The silk and velvet...
by phillipw | Mar 16, 2020 | LO, SE
Slickened Interior like Patent Lust You’ve become a leather outfit just for me, But not a black one. You are supple, brown, And warm. I bend the elbow and the knee, Then feel that sturdy thigh…and touch this frown Of leather at the armpit, creases that Stretch...
by phillipw | Mar 12, 2020 | LO, RO, UN
Gilt Thin on a Black Lacquer Chinese Screen No dragons hold my love up in their claws For you. My love is not important or White mythical enough for that. No pause Inside the cosmos happens when I pour Devotion out beneath your feet for you To...
by phillipw | Mar 9, 2020 | AR, LO, PA, RI, RO, VE
What Kind of Place is Fit for Men? …………”L’allée est sans fin” ~ Paul Verlaine What kind of place is fit for hommes who want To make a London nest together, one Where poetry is brooded, a romaunt Perhaps, or maybe some...
by phillipw | Mar 8, 2020 | AR, LO, RI, VE
What We Learn in the Great College Street of Knowledge The worst conclusion to a crimson bout Of love is truth. We sniff the smell of facts And they are ugly mumbles. With his snout The poet gets the scent. His heart reacts Like pack hounds to the trail a cognac fox...
by phillipw | Mar 8, 2020 | LO, RO
Eleven, that Odd, Unfortunate Number When everything is wrong or slightly wrong, such As sex and love and friendship, all that you can Expect are travesties like using a crutch Pressed into an armpit tumor in a man ….. Endeavoring to walk the world, every part...
