by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | AU, FA, SP, TR
Tree Fates When trees begin to pale with hints of bling The first effect seems like a gauze-glove haar, A tailored fitting from the hidden spring Which spins this morning mist, distinct and far Removed from gloom. It corresponds with dawn. Yet...
by phillipw | Dec 15, 2019 | TR
London against Eternity A little tree beside the motorway Holds out a few slight branches to the light. Five hundred tiny blossoms have their say. They speak against London, with petals, white, But it looms high on their horizon. Steel And glassy skyscrapers blot...
by phillipw | Dec 14, 2019 | TR
For Charles Randall Stanfield The tall deciduous trees have not put out Their dew-struck, springy leaves. Perhaps it’s wise Of these large limbs. Perhaps they have a doubt Since winter keeps returning. Let hopes rise Inside their tempered bark once April gives A...
by phillipw | Dec 11, 2019 | TR
Window Dressing Some sofa Christians think the Trinity Is an old upholstering firm. The father, The sleeping partner in infinity, Has pretty much retired. He would rather Forget that butcher shop which was his past And dream away in silk senility, Abandon...
by phillipw | Dec 5, 2019 | TR
Paradoxtrine: One is Three, Ta DA! A god or demigod was lurking round The corner everywhere. The pagan mind Was wonderfully elastic, never bound By anything but superstition, blind Belief requiring nothing like strict thought: A thousand deities were...
by phillipw | Dec 2, 2019 | Ho, TR
The Past Has Ceased: Hollywood vs. the Truth The past has ceased, unless the lens Of Hollywood decides to resurrect Some part of it, though even then the Whens And Wherefores are distorted, the correct Is sacrificed for thrills. Who cares about The facts when tears...
