by phillipw | Jan 2, 2020 | MA
All Older Statues Want to Come Alive All older statues want to come alive, Those Greek and Roman ones, and Christian, too. Their skeletons and veins and muscles strive To break through marble skin. They want their blue Eyes once again to see the world of living...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2020 | MA
Soft and Hard If you have thought that I am soft, you think Again. It’s true that I write verse, want love, And want you. Weaknesses have their own stink, Though, powerful as war and death. The dove Of poetry flaps round the universe Long after this...
by phillipw | Dec 30, 2019 | DI, MA
Just Married * A silvery foil piece of confetti, Much larger than the usual size of This litter, waits there making its petty Claim. Subtly it doesn’t allude to love Where it fell, trapped between the cobblestones Outside the Guildhall wedding factory...
by phillipw | Dec 15, 2019 | MA
Shades of Masculinity A shadow is a young man who’s exposed To certain types of light. These vary. Some Are megawatt demands that are composed By all the males around, his manly scrum. No wonder he’s diminished in this crowd. The light of women also takes its...
by phillipw | Dec 13, 2019 | MA, SP
Sun Christened Springtime Buds ………… Camellias on Chepstow Crescent, London, March 2, 2019 Sun christened springtime buds of blooms and leaves Come out and hum a melody. The chill Air shouts, “Not yet,” so each new shoot aggrieves...
by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | MA
Vin Blanc: Vintage 1971 Affection grows mature in hearts lined up Beside each other like strong casks of wine. The drink drawn off to fill some future cup Is savored not for sweetness when we dine On dishes which our memories have prepared But for the tonic of its...
