by phillipw | Jan 23, 2020 | TH, Uncategorized
The God of Gods The god of gods appeared on earth today. He settled on a springtime tree—a crown Of whitest pink and petals came straight down From heaven. There they murmured silent whims Of glories that no mortal eye has seen. They chanted without sound...
by phillipw | Jan 21, 2020 | Uncategorized
Ageing Is that resemblance which the camera took The truth? Is that reflection in the glass Me? I believe it can’t be. I don’t look Like some old ugly man lacking class Completely, do I? I suspect a plot. I smell an islamist terrorist cell. It’s...
by phillipw | Jan 20, 2020 | Uncategorized
Seance from Vellum “When we listen to the verse phrases and whole poems that have made that hard journey through time, space and language, … we are enthralled as much by what we cannot know as by what we hear.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets We...
by phillipw | Jan 12, 2020 | Uncategorized
Rimbaud & Swinburne One wonders if the fog outside had made Its way inside the reading room where two Bent poets sat, one who’d employed a blade Of poesie across Paul’s paps; one who Composed rhymed couplets focusing upon The teeth of Sappho...
by phillipw | Jan 8, 2020 | Uncategorized, VE
La serenissima A city is presided over by The moon in half its glory, and the scars And blemishes revealed beneath bright Mars Along the Grand Canal are quite as high In number as the craters up above— Serene half disc, the surfaces below, A twinning of...
by phillipw | Jan 8, 2020 | Uncategorized
Spit and Lyricism and Worse Our words should not be made of spit alone. Words want the wool and softness of the tongue, The way it twists into the danger zone Of love or tries to find its way among The higher thoughts of mind. Words also need The harder, sharper...
