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...
by phillipw | Nov 22, 2019 | TR
Heartwood: By the Shore of the Shenandoah Inspired by the death of Charles Randall Stanfield I would like to die as trees. They do not Respond to music or to other pains. They do not care about death. There’s no slot For nourishing music even...
by phillipw | Nov 7, 2019 | RE, TR, UN
David, the Adulterer, or David, the Whimpering “I’m sorry, Dad” Guy; You Choose Goliath in the guise of love stalks round Us in the margins of our days. Truth dressed In tessellated sentiment is found In mosques and synagogues. Cathedrals test Our...
by phillipw | Nov 6, 2019 | LO, TR
Manifold Some factor in the slope of hills precludes Predictability so that, as roads Send out their asphalt logic, each hill broods On engineered banality and loads Of scrap iron, fags, and ready-salted crisps, But holds its dignity above. The men Who...
