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...
by phillipw | Aug 25, 2019 | LO, PA
An Anatomy of Love: To a Nurse Dawn comes to where your solid throat and jaw Lie cupped in fingers not distracted by This wedding ring, and where your liquid eye (Behind its frail, fringed lid) twitches in awe Of nightmare scenes made worse by being...
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...
by phillipw | Aug 25, 2019 | LO, LU
Words without Song: a Sonnet Is love a spate of rhyming in the veins? Or is it even less, a bit of plot (inside a thousand paperbacks) like stains across their pages? Is it merely hot concessions to the urgent skin of lust? Are fornication and adultery love’s...
