by phillipw | Dec 9, 2024 | TE
Wrecknology Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When practicality as focus of Our education trounces fictive things Like symphonies, we just may turn to love Of poetry and painting, what has...
by phillipw | Sep 27, 2023 | CO, GA, LO, PI, RO, SA, SI, ST, TE, Uncategorized
Harlequin in Guise of Tuberculosis Hovering When love is played in luscious settings, clowns Are needed. Sad or comic they can be But never tragic, really, dressed in gowns That do not give the game away. We see Them loving like doom’s humans, threatening clown Just...
by phillipw | Sep 14, 2023 | JO, KE, SA, SI, ST, TE
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “…very witty and intelligent and divinely beautiful….But, alas, very fragile.” Siegfried Sassoon writing to Henry Festing-Jones...
by phillipw | Apr 17, 2023 | BA, TE
Baudelaire and Lord Alfred: “from out our bourne of Time and Place” If Baudelaire were right, the body buys Its way straight through to immortality By strict improvement. Ladies’ made-up eyes Rise artfully from mere banality To something like subliminal...
by phillipw | Nov 21, 2021 | TE
The Caressing Professor One teacher, sweeter than the rest, was sweet Unlike buzzed honey in the scriptures he Upheld. His classroom tricks were like a suite Of tools abjured by other teachers. He could see His way around a stupid answer given by A...
by phillipw | May 17, 2021 | AD, BA, CH, CR, EV, JE, TE
Fingering of Instruments So, we are made of dust; at least we men Are. God created us from dust. He bound The dust together with some liquid. Then He made us breathe. Between our thighs two round Or oval things he hung. He must have meant For us to use...
