by phillipw | Dec 31, 2023 | NE, OX, PA, TI
Noxymoron The paradox of New Year’s midnight Eves Is ever new and ever old because The endless carries on. The moment cleaves The past from present in unchanging laws And also causes pasts and presents to Cleave hard together changelessly the...
by phillipw | Feb 10, 2022 | AU, ET, SA, ST, TI
Ex Nihilo is a Joke Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “. . .it starts with an empty universe” ~ Stephen Fry, Cosmos, vii An empty universe is paradox. In such a boundless space there’d be no...
by phillipw | Feb 6, 2022 | BR, FL, Ho, MO, TI
A 1950s Florida Day and July 20 and 21, 1969 Winged ants fly From a small house At the foot of Mount Fuji. ~ Buson The clapboard house shines white in afternoon Brevard in sunlight. There in front are green And orange from the flame vine. There’s no moon Above...
by phillipw | Dec 5, 2021 | BE, BR, FL, Ho, OR, TI
Enamel Trees Longing Ago The orange blossoms fill my native place. They fill it every year with white perfume. The scent has piquant yellow at heart’s space, The hearts held out bouquet-like, as a plume On green wing branches where the mockingbird Might...
by phillipw | Aug 10, 2021 | FL, TI
Condemned Mosquito heat envelopes everyone In Titusville and then come clouds pumped out From funnels on the trucks, poison to stun The stings before they reach with pointed snout Their victims. White men and the black ones search Out dark brown...
by phillipw | Aug 5, 2021 | TI, WH, WI
Singing Travels Vast upon Past Waters ~ for Wilma Whidden Sisson, soprano Grandiloquent the blossoms by her lawn Around the back were hidden from the eyes Of neighbors, Petals have a brilliant brawn Of redness, orange of a wide surprise, Hibiscus of a cream-like...
