by phillipw | Apr 4, 2020 | AN, CH, OL, PA
776 B.C. to 393 A.D. The sprint, the one event, the only race Was solemn, sacred, holy. Gods leaned down And over clouds to watch a handsome face Push forward to deserve the victor’s crown. No one, except those gods perhaps, could know Just how...
by phillipw | Mar 21, 2020 | MY, OL
Gravity: the Greeks and the Old Testament How Hitler-like and heavy is the past, How wonderful and marble-like its weight Upon our brains and guts. The Greeks loom vast; … The Hebrews, too. Their fires in myth frustrate. We can’t escape to newness. We are...
by phillipw | Jan 8, 2020 | FU, OL
Olimpio Fusco Unconscious of his Needs … An artist’s model does what he is told. Stand there. Sit under that. Now spread that thigh. He doesn’t have to know why he must fold His hips beside a knife or gun. His eye Must look away, to left, or up. Perhaps He...
by phillipw | Jan 7, 2020 | FU, OL, SA, SI
Olimpio Fusco ~ Olimpio Fusco by John Singer Sargent An agony of beauty is this head, His hair, his throat. The shadowed neck alone Is hurtful to the heart. This thoroughbred Has hardly grown his Adam’s apple. Shone In their perfection are the...
by phillipw | Dec 30, 2019 | OL
The Belles of Ouzeley Her eyes reject the shape of weeping trees, Or so she says. Perhaps her words might mean Or emphasize some other point, or tease Me with outrageous thought, some Byzantine Mind game. Her outré stance certainly got My piqued attention like a...
by phillipw | Dec 15, 2019 | OL
Apple and Lotus Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tir’d eyelids upon tir’d eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. ~ The Lotus-eaters, Alfred,Lord Tennyson Society’s decided I would be Best...
