by phillipw | May 12, 2024 | Uncategorized
Cape Canaveral’s Pioneers Asleep Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Archibald Whidden, pioneer on Cape Canaveral and grandfather of Phillip Whidden I wonder if the lights across lagoon Waves, little...
by phillipw | May 11, 2024 | Uncategorized
Climbing to the Chapterhouse in that Measureless Thing We Call Years Lost Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The steps lead upward in a staircase worn Away by centuries, worn by priests in shoes From times...
by phillipw | May 10, 2024 | Uncategorized
Do Not Fling Poetry into Foolishness The poet Merwin thinks about the whim That language uses us. He doesn’t say That this is just a playful notion. Slim That whimsy, though of course it’s fun to play With half-time silliness but then the game Is quite another...
by phillipw | May 8, 2024 | Uncategorized
No Matter How You Dress It Up, We Are Alone Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Love is all.” The Baron in the Trees, Italo Calvino Charles Randall Stanfield ...
by phillipw | May 6, 2024 | Uncategorized
How They Grow “all things were made by Him” ~ John 1:3 Consider how the lilies of the field Grow. Think about not beauty nor their toil But how they seed and root, so how they yield From earth and stalks and stems and slowly coil Out blossoms. How can this...
by phillipw | May 5, 2024 | Uncategorized
Mounds of Virgins Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem No matter what the art about Saint Joan Or any other female saint almost, Male artists tease out tits. Men almost moan When showing Saint...
