by phillipw | Feb 2, 2020 | PH, WH
His Hair [The infant Phillip sleeping under a Florida fan] The air blows just above his brow. Hair lifts And falls like thought inside an angel’s brain While drowsing. Curls like these are gentle gifts From heaven. Silks like these can know no...
by phillipw | Jan 13, 2020 | FL, WH
Click on the link below. My Aunt was Beautiful like a Hollywood Glamor Queen pics.doc
by phillipw | Dec 26, 2019 | WH
Family Portrait Sonnet–a Sequence An Ideal Shape and the 1950s He lined us up in no conceivable Arrangement, except a pyramidal One, which is only just perceivable. Our father’s smile is not a riddle; He was a handsome, square-based man, and so The...
by phillipw | Dec 26, 2019 | DO, WH
Donald Anthony Whidden She holds me on her lap, embracing with Her arm and hand my young boy ribs and blue Pajamas. It’s become a monolith— This portrait—packed with family meaning, true Or not. My brother leans against his dad, A cheek against that dark wool...
by phillipw | Dec 26, 2019 | IV, WH
Ivan Louis Whidden Ivan is on the far left In the portrait Ivan has a distant Look, almost a simper—an artefact Of darkroom doctoring, that persistent Saccharine retouching, to hide the fact That we were human beings? And we were, Despite our mother’s...
by phillipw | Dec 26, 2019 | PH, WH
Span Span Span Span Span The earliest of colored pictures of Him shows him dressed in blue, but not a blue Of firmness, not a strong one. Pastel love Perhaps was its prediction. Pale is true, Though, also. Manliness is not required To be one hue. Maleness...
