by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO
The Sphere of Love The world of so-called love turns out to be A planet strewn with obstacles that range From seismic rifts (as in my heart) to strange, Cold vanities like boulders cunningly Concealed beneath deceptive clouds of warm Attractiveness. Its plains...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO, RO
Far and Near The moon seemed full forever, fixed and set There high above my loneliness the night I went in search of distant love and met You with you heart held up as in a rite, As if an Aztec priest could sacrifice His own wide chest, incise it with...
by phillipw | Sep 17, 2019 | LO, UN
It Was in Primitive Times that Doctors Used to Bleed Patients to Heal Them A message from my ventricle, the left One, filled with fiercely colored blood, you shoved Away. You did it bluntly, nothing deft About it. Brutal, your words were not gloved For mildness. ...
by phillipw | Sep 17, 2019 | LO
What Region Will I Be In What region will I be in when I take Long walks with you in days when you are dead? What will we call this special, spectral lake We stroll around, remarking what we’ve shed? A Tidal Basin fringed with cherry trees It’s not. No...
by phillipw | Sep 8, 2019 | LO, ST
The Fall Recent Scientific Evidence Suggests It Takes One-Fifth of a Second to Fall in Love That face caused a spasm in my thorax. The fanged convulsion lasted forty years. Not anything will free me, drugs or axe, Until I enter my last tomb where fears Are...
by phillipw | Sep 7, 2019 | LO
Forbidden Sex is at the Crest of Love Forbidden sex is at the crest of love In literature—Guenevere, Lancelot, Lost Romeo and Juliet—above King Mark, Tristan and Iseult. Or distraught Love is the peak—“O Absalom, my son, Would God I had died for thee!” Or mother...
