by phillipw | May 26, 2024 | Uncategorized
The Truest Things Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The truest things stop mind or heart in mid Thought, beat. They halt the eyes. An April tree Is like the prophet saints who all forbid...
by phillipw | May 26, 2024 | Uncategorized
Earthly Passions Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A summer shower washed My face. Earthly passions fell, Gallons dropped away. ~ Kōyō [Englished by Phillip Whidden] What “earthly passions”...
by phillipw | May 25, 2024 | Uncategorized
The Last Rose of December The last rose open looks up towards the sky. The sky does not look down but only spreads Itself. The flower unspeaking asks for dry December breezes. Fallen, other heads Speak silently from death and ground to say The coolness...
by phillipw | May 24, 2024 | Uncategorized
Apples of Gold in Pictures of Silver Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He spent too many winter evenings with Her, drinking tea and cocoa at the best. The bedroom moments proved the myth Of marriage...
by phillipw | May 23, 2024 | Uncategorized
DIRT Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The wind blew towards me on my back. It hissed, “The past is there. It never goes away.” Those deaths are there. That time those two lips kissed Your mouth and...
by phillipw | May 23, 2024 | Uncategorized
Father and Son Untouching Orbits Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem . I knew my father only in two parts Of life (his life), his summer and his fall. His spring was long before me. Both our hearts Had...
