by phillipw | Dec 10, 2019 | SH
Enduring English Royalty The clouds, most transient of all, float there Above the little lake, more like a pond Of molten lead with silver from the air— Reflecting cumulus concerns beyond The scene below. A nestled glowing town Is tucked up in the trees. Maybe...
by phillipw | Oct 30, 2019 | SH
Miscegenation Forgotten on the bottom of the sea Or buried under conquered, conquered stones, Lost cargo holds and funeral urns are free From passion. They are there because the bones Of empire need some place to rest and be A vintage slightly redolent of...
by phillipw | Oct 3, 2019 | SH
Prophecy from Solar Surfaces A shadow is a message from the realm Of light. Wherever suns are banished, dark Imposes silence for the eyes. An elm With blackbirds’ wings within it in a park Is useless to convey the patterns leaves And feathers might spread out along...
by phillipw | Aug 12, 2019 | SH
Sonnets A friend of Constable said Virgil’s sense He gained from culture drove him to presume That prime boys were “the height of excellence.” This point was made in tones of sneering fume, As if bad smoke made in a third-rate pipe Had found its way...
