by phillipw | Apr 17, 2023 | HA, Uncategorized
Haste Maketh Debased “Brevity is the soul of sh*t.” One thing I really loathe about the way Most people now communicate online With friends and family is that textings say As little as is possible, decline To say enough to make the meaning clear. Be...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2023 | ME, NO, PO, Uncategorized
Notre Dame’s Acoustics Taken Up with Enoch The polyphonic music of the time When lords and ladies and archbishops ruled, Rose made of notes and lines that as they climb Evaporate. The melodies were cooled, It seems, to nothingness at last, though lower notes Would...
by phillipw | Apr 15, 2023 | PO, Uncategorized, WR
In an Ivory Attic Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My ivory attic sees me writing lines Alone both day and night. (It isn’t like Young Chatterton’s.’ The flash of light that...
by phillipw | Apr 15, 2023 | Uncategorized
In His Youth his Mother and Father had to Hire a Top-notch Courtesan to Teach Him about Loving Women since He was Obsessed with Other Stuff Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Long, long ago the ancient...
by phillipw | Apr 15, 2023 | Uncategorized
Surrounded by the Wasteland, in this Instance Sleep He sleeps alone. We always sleep alone— All humans sleep inside their nightmares, dreams And souls. Our separate spirits sleep and moan Like Caesar feeling Macedon’s regimes Extended far beyond this Roman’s tiny...
by phillipw | Apr 10, 2023 | Uncategorized
A White Magic Spell If voiceless, herons Would be near non-existence In this morning’s snow. ~ Chiyo (Englished by Phillip Whidden) This morning on the snow of mountain, field And path, no creature stirs, no see-through breeze Moves here among...
