by phillipw | Oct 8, 2019 | CH, LO, ST
The Vivid Building Charles Never Saw The church that had a meaning now is lost In death. That strongly blue and gold-starred dome, Elaborately slated and gold-crossed, Says nothing about my man’s final home, His ashes in a garden dug in north...
by phillipw | Oct 7, 2019 | LO
Polish Splendor Near the Grand Hôtel des Bains We walk across the Lido towards the beach To see the Adriatic, but they’ve blocked The view. It happens it is hard to reach Our goal. In several ways the sea is locked Away from us—with buildings, wall and fence. Desire...
by phillipw | Oct 7, 2019 | LO, ME
Smite the Rock My thoughts and words and realms are in a sealed Compartment, memory, that you must not Trespass until a signal makes me yield. What watchword? Yes, that moment which is fraught With love for both of us, a moment you Recall to me in such a way that...
by phillipw | Oct 7, 2019 | LO
Loving Water Love’s well is living water or a spring Of liquid life. It comes to us. We search It out. To this encounter we both bring Our liplike offering, mouths as in the church Of adoration. Love is full of thirst For us, as full as we for drink. ...
by phillipw | Oct 6, 2019 | LO, MA
Force and the Angels Not Thrown Out from Heaven The lover loving you will die but not The love. His adoration, like a soul, Is made of immortality and wrought Like Jesus, Who, eternal, God and whole Man, wholly man, cannot be killed by death But lived unconquered...
by phillipw | Oct 6, 2019 | LO, RO
Tacit The dawn bows slowly over stars, and they Retreat. A woman wakes. Her man has gone. So ends a love and starts another day. So ends a love where constellations shone. The morning star is colorlesss. Its blaze As clear as pain, is focused like the throat In...
