by phillipw | Apr 15, 2023 | PO, Uncategorized, WR
In an Ivory Attic Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My ivory attic sees me writing lines Alone both day and night. (It isn’t like Young Chatterton’s.’ The flash of light that...
by phillipw | Apr 10, 2023 | IN, OR, PO, RE
Among the Stench of Abasement, a Sonnet for Good Friday Where poetry is from is far away Or cavern deep, or both, or just a girl Who passes on the sidewalk, hair a-sway, Or even one full man whose hair is curl, And curl and curl persuading in their black, As black as...
by phillipw | Jan 2, 2023 | DE, PO, RE, RO, SU
Heart Disease Men think to use gold, trivialities, To turn their superstitions, nonsense of Their so-called thought, to firm realities. They pile up symbols of agape love, Like golden crucifixes, golden rings And gilded crosses all around a snap Of...
by phillipw | Sep 4, 2022 | CO, DE, JO, KE, PO, RO, SP, TU
Autumn and the Spanish Steps Though waiting for the wind so long, the leaves Know patience, or at least they know no dread. The autumn wind is patient, too, perceives Their stoicism wearing orange and red, October yellow even, brighter in Their bravery. ...
by phillipw | Aug 7, 2022 | PO, SE
Platonic Sweat Only, Please Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem You thought that poets do not have plain sweat In armpits, or in crotch . . . or on the chest. Admit it. Poets shouldn’t have a wet...
by phillipw | Jun 18, 2022 | PO
Shakespeare’s Ancestors “his feeling is that poetry is expressions of ‘moments of vision’.” ~ R. H. Blyth on Sōgi We think that poets must have Persians through Their blood. Persepolis and pillars high, Though broken in those measured meters true Too...
