by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | LO, RO
I Want to Take You I want to lift you back before the start Of everything. I want to knock you back Before God spoke, before there was a heart, To that eternity when light was slack And waited breathlessly like Adam in The dust. I want to take you back before...
by phillipw | Dec 27, 2019 | LO, RO
Death of Trees (and Love) When broken trunks crack open and fall down Inside your forest, do you hear? Is there A crumbling, crashing sound that makes you frown? Is suffering deafened none of your affair? Perhaps you think there isn’t any noise, No broken...
by phillipw | Dec 20, 2019 | LO, RO
One Fierce Wish I wish that I could be allowed to change My heart for something lighter. That’s because My own is far too manly. Out of range Are hearts of moths. They know the moon and laws Of random hope and hollow searching. Tilt And flit, flit...
by phillipw | Dec 19, 2019 | LO, RO
Infatuation: The Coloratura Cosmos Since you became my high-pitched sun, my world Describes its measured path through melody; The score of space is decorated, swirled By comets in orchestral harmony With spiral galaxies. The silent trees Break out with star-like...
by phillipw | Dec 19, 2019 | LO, RO
Ein Besuch in München: [A Visit to Munich: Karl und Oberrheinisch [Karl and Oberrheinisch Your eyes have power like the holy ones That shine so wet and wide as England’s saint Attacks the writhing dragon, calmly runs The lance through that reptilian...
by phillipw | Dec 18, 2019 | LO, RO
A sonnet found hanging from an Ilex, and inscribed “The Baron Cosimo Piovasco di Rondò to Viola, Duchess Tolemaico” Translated by Phillip Whidden for CRS Leave-taking A tree fell in the forest of my heart But made numb silence...
