by phillipw | May 1, 2020 | AE, BE, ES, PE
The Clearest, Flawless Sonnet A sonnet made of silence set in lines Of comet-white intensity I want, The music of the spheres as heard in shrines Of Taj Mahal shaped characters, a font Of purest marble alphabets that shine Inside because of soundless Klieg light...
by phillipw | Apr 26, 2020 | AE, ES, ID, PE, PO
The Triune Potency According to Penelope Murray, “Socrates . . . . says, ‘any story or poem . . . narrates things past, present or future’ ”. ~ Plato on Poetry, 4 We want a poem that is full of now, And past, and future, full. We want intense Severity of...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2020 | MI, PE, PL, PO
But What if I, when Speaking in my Own Voice, Make a False Representation of Myself? Elementary, My Dear Plato It seems that Plato means that if I speak Or write in poetry, but in my own Persona and my voice, that bodes not weak And dodgy like mimesis. In this clone...
by phillipw | Apr 20, 2020 | DE, DI, PE
Coco Chanel Just Didn’t Get It, Did She? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The peonies grow larger as they move Towards death. They grow as blowsy as a whore Dressed up for some man’s fantasy. They...
by phillipw | Apr 17, 2020 | AE, AG, AN, BE, ES, PE
Peonies, Agamemnon, and the Iliad The peonies hold on in night-time dark. They fade and slacken to another kind Of loveliness. They do not know the stark Fate bearing down on them. Their pinks are blind, As blind as Homer in the palace of A king condemned by...
by phillipw | Apr 11, 2020 | PE
Waiting to be Perfect Inside a chrysalis without a dream Of faith, it waits. A soft and unformed thing It swells internally. Its aims esteem Unconsciously the perfect, wing and wing, And delicate antennae, waiting like The bud in April, or it’s like a hate Maturing in...
