by phillipw | Dec 11, 2019 | MY, TH
For the Eternity Being One morning when they’d stayed up all night long While moving house, he stepped outside with one Last box of stuff, including hymn and song Books–and Dillard’s Pilgrim. Dawn, just begun, Radiated through clear...
by phillipw | Sep 23, 2019 | DE, DI, GO, HE, MY
Translucent Demigods The heroes of the past are god-like strong. Their loins are near pellucid in their power And beauty. Irridescent thighs are long In loveliness of maleness as they tower Above their plinths. These calves and biceps glow With inner force as marble...
by phillipw | Aug 20, 2019 | BL, MY
Sand Grains: Blake’s Universe [Grains of sand under a light microscope] https://www.nikonsmallworld.com/galleries/2011-photomicrography-competition/sand I walk along a tropic beach of sand And feel the sun’s heat in the grains, wonder If, counting my...
by phillipw | Aug 11, 2019 | MY
Why fuck with myths and legends? Why not let Them be? Why try to modernize the Flood Or Cain’s red fratricide, Pandora’s threat? The likelihood is that we’ll get more mud Than blood, attenuated menace, and Some other watered down effects. Clark...
by phillipw | Aug 11, 2019 | MY, PO, SC
In 2011 I was reading a biography of John Keats. In the introduction Lord Byron is quoted as saying that Keats “belonged to that second-hand school of poetry” because he got his inspiration from poetry and art, not from life. Be that as it may (and Byron...
