by phillipw | Jan 19, 2020 | ID, SE
That Sumptuous Look A smile like God’s perfume implied that…what? That in behind it was vanilla love, Or fragrance like a diamond so cut That only what is perfect from above Could be its meaning. It refracted all The colors of the one ideal and smelled...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2020 | SE
Who Knows Where We Are Going? Who knows where we are going when we set Off every day? We start out for the shops And meet the one we’ve always dreamed of, Brett Or Betty. Or we pass a winter copse While on a bus to Oxford, open wide Our book, . . . and find...
by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | SE
Exponential Exile Like you I’m moving, far, farther away, So far from you I even see me, sheer, Since, as we separate, our sad ballet Divides the two of us into a queer Duet of paradox: my solitude Is so complete now that I see me whole, Revealed in...
by phillipw | Jan 5, 2020 | FU, SE
Self Definition, not the Usual— Opposition to Nostalgia Scito te ipsum I choose to think about my future self Instead of how it was when I was young. My personhood is not on childhood’s shelf, Nor is my personality the rung That I was...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2020 | OC, SE
The Sea Spreads Out Her Skirt “But the sea, the sea in darkness calls” The sea spreads out her skirt of corduroy Silk. Saltiness and plushness made of wet Lush velvet rise up when she clasps the joy Of storms. Although she knows to play coquette At...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2020 | SE
Below the Belt “Sometime I’ld divide,/ And burn in many places” ~ Ariel I feel like Ariel released and loosed Upon the ranging world. I don’t have wings, But airlines hold the globe in thrall. Seduced By jet-fuel highs, it and I hope for springs...
