by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | MA, ME, PO
“Man” His birth was over hidden shoals and shores So he was destined for a freedom in His living. Voices he could raise were roars Or singing. He could be a monk or sin With gold along his wings. His ways could sweep Wide continents or oar their ways on...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | CH, DE, MA, ST
From Moloch’s Lectionary Awakening in the middle of the night I find a message on my phone from you, An email forwarded, an email blight. It says that Matthew, flesh and bone from you, Was not worth making, that the life of him, Your semen and the DNA which...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | MA, MO
Marilyn The radio announced that she was dead As flatly as a Stock Exchange report. My heart turned satin and began to shred And leaked out doom and beauty. In the court Of Heaven Gabriel reached up to wipe God’s eye and Jesus hid his face behind The...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | AE, AN, BE, ES, GO, JE, LO, MA, PO, SC, ST
Utmost Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Perfections are perfection but just one Is perfect. This is it. Yes, even he Is stunned to musing by the thought that none, No other single truth,...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | BE, FE, LO, LU, MA, SE, Uncategorized
The Highest of the High Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I tried to sing of politics and stuff Like that, the serious matters I’m supposed To write about. But that was not enough, No, not enough...
by phillipw | May 17, 2020 | FR, MA
The Perfect Friend The only perfect friend is one who died. Forever, now, he cannot disconcert Your expectations. With a manly stride He set himself apart. He let death hurt You. Agony became his only fault. It papered over other little sins. In fact that...
