by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
Royal Daydreams Far back in sultry climates of the past, The humid distances of time, a prince Might have a childish inkling of the vast Preoccupations of a king, might wince At thoughts of heads that he would lop off for The sake of empire, and might understand In...
by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
His Majesty in Bed Like a Stalagmite of Flame The mother dreams before his birth. She dreams That she prefers to note her face as seen Within the polished and the sharpened gleams Upon a sword—not a mirror. This queen Foresees from this that he will be a king Of...
by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
Like a Voice from the Cave of Delphi “S[ocrates; known as Suqrat in Muslim literature] professes to be dismayed to find that the poets whom he questioned were quite incapable of explaining the meaning of their poetry, and concludes that they compose not wisdom …...
by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
Hitler’s Approach to Esthetics Let’s try to kill off poetry and art Of every kind, yes, even music too. The surest way to do this is to part The artists from their hearts. If one’s a Jew, It won’t be quite enough for him to choose To be a Christian. He must also leave...
by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
The Circular Golden Frame An artist paints a room around a man, And woman, and their boys, a portrait of A family in their home. Within the span Of this domestic scene and quite above It is infinity forever. How Does he accomplish this? A gilded frame It contains a...