by phillipw | Jan 26, 2023 | Uncategorized
Defiance of the Elegance of Cosmic Laws Snow almost hovers When wind and breezes die down Above settled white. ~ Phillip Whidden The snow is tempted towards belief its soul Has travelled near eternity when close To settling on a winter’s...
by phillipw | Jan 26, 2023 | Uncategorized
Ricocheting Tableaux The margins of the manuscripts are filled With wonders, painted rhapsodies of flowers And fictive leaves. The vellum sheets are trilled With monks’ imaginings. A Book of Hours Has farming in the Très Riches fields of France And yet our...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2023 | Uncategorized
Higher Still and Higher Cold saw and breeze, birch Branch: sawdust rises up on Winter wind to limbs. ~ Phillip Whidden The birch tree is an innocent, its white Increased by splatches. Maybe even black Is innocent the...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2022 | FO, Uncategorized, WI
“Tarry,” is Spring’s Command Yet if we grieve, the spring that blossoms will Not come as wishes quick or slow will leap. The grief of spring will hasten just the spill Of cherry blossoms. Spring will only creep Back when its universe returns again. Our grieving...
by phillipw | Dec 12, 2022 | Uncategorized
Pulsating Between the regions of the questions asked And answers given, or not given, lie The deeper thoughts. True seers we have tasked Speak silently, unknown or known. We ply Them like a medium who calls the dead. A shadow has no substance...
by phillipw | Oct 27, 2022 | Uncategorized
Arrogance Lurking in an Haute Bourgeois Reptile ‘I am sure he will be a very good poet some day, and he is a very loveable creature’. Siegfried Sassoon writing to Robert Graves as quoted in Jean Moorcroft Wilson’s Siegfried Sassoon, the Making of a War...
