by phillipw | Jan 3, 2020 | AG, Uncategorized
To the King of Greece The past attempts to speak. It tries to talk With words and other ruined things like stones That lie in heaps or carved acanthus stalk Of leaves in marble. Sometimes vellum tones Come up from opened scrolls. Occasionally Our history...
by phillipw | Dec 14, 2019 | Uncategorized
Pure Eve and the Serpent Not one of us is wholly human. So They say. They mean that we are part divine Or that we have angelic bits, or low Down stuff in us; we’re worse than stinking swine, Yak, yak, yak, blah, blah. Blindly this ignores The obvious truth. Of...
by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | Uncategorized
Therapy Two suffering invalids in separate beds, America and blenched Afghanistan, Both trying to recover from the Reds, Belong in different wards. A careful scan Of that horizon’s history reveals That one’s an ancient soldier made of...
by phillipw | Dec 8, 2019 | Uncategorized
Long Ago and Far Away Our humorist Nash nastily says that A friend in need, up close, looms darkly worse Than any distant enemy. A frat Friend at your mansion door makes you averse If he’s a bankrupt begging, wish he’d go Away and let you drink...
by phillipw | Dec 2, 2019 | AS, Uncategorized
The Earth and Her Moon Photographed From the Oval Orbit of Mercury They spin, the greater and the lesser one — Sweep through the black. Green and blue disappear, Reflecting only whiteness from the sun. They both seem honest, know no sin or fear....
by phillipw | Nov 15, 2019 | Uncategorized
Writ in Sand Obligingly a friend vowed he would take To Africa Endymion and “throw it in the midst” of desert wastes—to slake The poet’s thirst for death? We’ll never know The reason for this surgeon’s offer, and It...
