by phillipw | Dec 11, 2019 | SE
Oracles Some trees stand like a trance, so self-possessed It seems a sacrilege to clutter their Immense tranquility with hungry nest Or whispered roots like tangled dreams or hair. These trees, like pregnant women, dazzle facts. These limbs...
by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | LO, RO, SE
Men, Date Palms, and Night-time Fires My love for you is like a nomad’s tent, Its ceiling stretched with shared discoveries, Its folds and walls made heavier with the scent, The fragrance of our sweat and memories, And soaked with incense from our lusts and...
by phillipw | Dec 8, 2019 | RE, SE
Blood Vessels Filled with Something like Crucified Hydrogen The tree put up its barren limbs, the church Its barren cross, a duet set in gray— The branches notes, the cross a chord in search Of something certain; well, more certain, say, Than...
by phillipw | Nov 28, 2019 | AL, BU, LO, SE
Phenomenal .A kiss is more than lips, spit, tongues and teeth .Luxuriating in a bedroom’s heat, .Exploring to blue veins and nerves beneath .Conventions recognized by skin. The beat — .Against the ribcage in each chest — of hearts...
by phillipw | Nov 28, 2019 | SE
Heterosexuality Behind a prison door you hear only Words and singing. The words and singing I Produce within your earshot are lonely For more than listening. They want to ply Their way across the whole of you, your skin, Your bones, and in your guts. I...
by phillipw | Nov 21, 2019 | LO, SE
Limber, Expanding The hardness that is softness is the best. The hard part drives the need. The soft part wins The other’s will and helps the hardness wrest Agreement. Hardness calls for thrilling ins And outs of twinned fulfilment and the slick Parts, soft...
