by phillipw | Feb 6, 2022 | MO
Stillness Gloriously Interrupted by Intimations of Immortality Why the Mockingbird Sings : And Why at Night, When Most Birds Sleep? – Los Angeles Times (latimes.com) The mockingbird soars up through song at night. The darkness swells with music suddenly Or sound...
by phillipw | Feb 6, 2022 | BR, FL, Ho, MO, TI
A 1950s Florida Day and July 20 and 21, 1969 Winged ants fly From a small house At the foot of Mount Fuji. ~ Buson The clapboard house shines white in afternoon Brevard in sunlight. There in front are green And orange from the flame vine. There’s no moon Above...
by phillipw | Jan 14, 2022 | AD, KE, MA, MO, PE, RO, RU, TH
Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn The flowers in whitest rows set forth their white Perfume beside the Great Rift Valley on The day that Christ was born. A rose’s might Is all that they can muster in this dawn Of Kenya. That is strong...
by phillipw | Dec 25, 2021 | CH, GR, MO, Uncategorized
Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn The flowers in whitest rows set forth their white Perfume beside the Great Rift Valley on The day that Christ was born. A rose’s might Is all that they can muster in this dawn Of Kenya. That is strong enough,...
by phillipw | Dec 13, 2021 | MO, UN
Empty Preservation Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “To the loose stones that lay upon the highway, ...
by phillipw | Nov 28, 2021 | FR, MO, SE
I Wrote my First Poem about Her When We Were Teens She made her way from seventeen to be At mother’s funeral, a long time on That journey. In between those years debris Of life had separated us. Yvette had gone To black men in her bed, a husband—then The sex god...
