by phillipw | Dec 11, 2019 | MY, TH
For the Eternity Being One morning when they’d stayed up all night long While moving house, he stepped outside with one Last box of stuff, including hymn and song Books–and Dillard’s Pilgrim. Dawn, just begun, Radiated through clear...
by phillipw | Jul 12, 2019 | PI, TH
Theoxenos of Tenedos A happy legend sets his [Pindar’s] death in the theatre, in the arms of Theoxenos of Tenedos, for whom he had written a dazzling, unambiguously erotic encomium.[….] Pindar was eighty, dry kindling. The flame of desire burst forth and...
by phillipw | May 31, 2019 | TH
Growing Up Most teenagers are boring in the mind. The geniuses, those yet to be, as much As all the rest. It is as if they’re blind To utterness unless it has a touch Of hormones in it. Once I searched the old Card catalogue at Harvard and I found There Henry...
by phillipw | Aug 2, 2018 | AE, AN, ES, TH, WA
An Aesthetic Rule for Life Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A wasp just landed on my hand. It moved About a while and flew away. A breeze So tiny I could barely feel it proved The threat was gone. My...
