by phillipw | Mar 7, 2022 | Uncategorized
But What is Man’s Nature? Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The poet’s lofty principle about The buggering of boys’ butts was plain. When physical with guys, his only shout Was, “Follow nature.” ...
by phillipw | Jan 13, 2022 | Uncategorized
A Double Unfinished Symphony Une notice nécrologique de l’amour A sonnet sequence of 71 sonnets by Phillip Whidden “a summit of agonising grandeur; the relentless process is coming to an end now, and Music cracks under the inhuman strain, disintegrates and is...
by phillipw | Dec 25, 2021 | CH, GR, MO, Uncategorized
Archangels in the Moon Garden on Christmas Morn The flowers in whitest rows set forth their white Perfume beside the Great Rift Valley on The day that Christ was born. A rose’s might Is all that they can muster in this dawn Of Kenya. That is strong enough,...
by phillipw | Dec 5, 2021 | CH, DA, PL, Uncategorized
Blackness Stained to White and Pink Each dawn will come now From the white plum blossoms on Branches of black trees. ~ December 4 2021 Where dawns derive from has been falsified By scientists. They say it’s from the sun Arising. Is...
by phillipw | Dec 3, 2021 | Uncategorized
Karen among the Silly Sopranos A gorgeousness was throbbing at the heart Of girls there singing Christmas carols. They Were wearing curlers, stupidly. One part Pulsed utterly among their midst. “Give way,” It urged the others, weak sopranos high And...
by phillipw | Sep 28, 2021 | Uncategorized
Hollywood and the Plains of Sodom and Gomorrah We only need the mouth, red, open, of That star of stars, lush Marilyn, to say It all. Just one small gesture makes us love. The open lips of ripeness kill the gray That dominates our lives. They symbolize As opposites...
