by phillipw | Jun 25, 2019 | LO
Beyoncé, Beethoven and Bach Job 38:7 The woman sings her peppermint-ish thing. The Germans do their heavy stomach stuff, A fugue, a symphony and Wagner’s Ring Mit Heldentenors set against her fluff. Bob Dylan and Bob Marley offer wells With rhythm and guitar and...
by phillipw | Jun 5, 2019 | FR, LO
The Lake The Lake Your eyes grow deep as galaxies for me, Much deeper than the sky at dusk, as high And deep as midnight and serenity Reflected on the surface like the cry A swan sends echoing—all this because Of death. Old memories include your head, My lap, years...
by phillipw | May 31, 2019 | LO
Three Words He said the words to me today, the ones We want to hear, the ones that every heart Grows ears for, and the source of benisons That all religions wish they could impart. He said them on the telephone, this first Time ever, yet they seemed as spit-warm true...
by phillipw | May 30, 2019 | LO
On Waves of Song Relief comes in as slowly as a tideOn gentle coasts but feels as urgent asThe tidal bore up Severn. Hope had diedUntil you spoke and now I feel like jazzIs jiving in my bones. The slowness cameBecause my heart was made of numbness, soMy blood required...
by phillipw | Apr 3, 2019 | LO, RO, SE
Heavenly Bodies: We Made Night & Slept Separated After All The night we made was everything but dark. I put my surging galaxies inside You. Both of us thought twilight was too stark So we created moons — moons growing wide. A full moon that we made was not...
by phillipw | Oct 4, 2018 | DE, LO
The Island of the Dead I sail to see the island of the dead. A stillness emanates from it across Its mist of waves. This quietude is spread...
