by phillipw | Apr 16, 2025 | CA, DE, Uncategorized
Malagueñas The music of the tavern comes on black Flamenco stallions. Horseshoes cause the banged Out rhythm. Death is seldom Spanish slack Though always sweatless. Drinkers are harrangued With songs that rise from olive groves too old To...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2025 | CH, Ho, RE, RO, SE
Semana Santa in Sevilla Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Flamenco singing calls for death to come. Death lives forever, stubborn, in Seville. In Holy Week the living, nearly numb From saints and...
by phillipw | Apr 16, 2025 | LO, MA, TR
Carnival Hall of Distorting Mirrors Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If mirrors of themselves are green and not Their frames, Rococo onyx framings, will The looking glasses sprout pale orchids hot As...
by phillipw | Apr 15, 2025 | FR, GI, KA
The Lavender Lover in Her Throat Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem My Karen had a voice of purple parts, Or violet, when singing in her sly Range alto. Velvet changed to gorgeous darts When Karen sang...
by phillipw | Apr 15, 2025 | Uncategorized
Black The hundred riders dressed in black bemuse The orange groves, arthritic olive trees And Andalusia. Horsemen give no clues Except that black and so the peasants’ freeze. At least the bones in chests near hot air hearts Congeal until the entourage is...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2025 | CH, Ho, RO, SE, SP
Hard and Soft The virgin wearing her mantilla for Her crinoline bewitches men along The street. They feel their semen soar Among their ribs. They hear her silent song Commencing from her masklike face that turns To left and right but looks at none of...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2025 | DY
Chatoyant Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem In life too often purples cover red The way an octopus engulfs its prey. The octopus imbibes the victim, head First. Shockingly this turns...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2025 | CA, PR, SE
The Freeze-dried Tale His heart is like a freeze-dried cherry in A box of cereal for lovers to Devour, as accidentally in sin Between the sheets, as casually they chew Him, breakfast in his bed. He nourishes Their greediness for cherry-ness in flesh. For him their...
