by phillipw | Sep 17, 2019 | LO, UN
It Was in Primitive Times that Doctors Used to Bleed Patients to Heal Them A message from my ventricle, the left One, filled with fiercely colored blood, you shoved Away. You did it bluntly, nothing deft About it. Brutal, your words were not gloved For mildness. ...
by phillipw | Sep 7, 2019 | UN
Innocent The scratch mark that your touch made on my lung Beside the ventricle that beat against That careless trace of fingertips—it stung My breath. That caress, casually dispensed, Was Cupid’s golden arrow, venom-tipped, That lighly brushed my larynx,...
by phillipw | Jul 5, 2019 | UN
A Gold-like Necktie from the Metropolitan Museum of Art I’m wearing unicorns around my throat And near my heart. Of course they’re cream-like white, Though on their necks in gold fields where they float Are clasped wide collars of a red not bright As blood but darker,...
by phillipw | Aug 2, 2018 | A, CH, FR, GA, RO, UN
α — The first letter of the Greek alphabet “And all the sons of God shouted for joy” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The memory of you rinses even light. Though clouds today add gray to sky...
