by phillipw | Sep 12, 2025 | Uncategorized
Bliss Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Life is a pure flame, and we live by an invisible Sun within us.” ~ Thomas Browne, “Urne Burial” The mystics down through Wordsworth, Blake and...
by phillipw | Sep 12, 2025 | Uncategorized
White Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The white bloom in the meadow has no name. White stripes on grasses have no name. They should Not. They are holy. Whiteness has no...
by phillipw | Sep 11, 2025 | Uncategorized
Chauvet, Lascaux and Altamira Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “When he reared his head and neighed from his deep chest, like deep wind-bells resounding, she seemed to hear the echoes of another,...
by phillipw | Sep 11, 2025 | Uncategorized
India as Pangaea Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem What flows from India is more than streams, The Ganga and Yamuna, more than these. As if the universe arose from dreams, The world of culture, West and...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2025 | Uncategorized, ZE
Long, Long, Long-term Effect of Love on Thought Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Who knew that those who love philosophy Love sex? Parmenides and Zeno had It off like Indian gymnosophy Adherents—if their...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2025 | Uncategorized
Musonius Spoke with Courage to the Marshalled Soldiers The bravery in Pacifism stands Against the bullies wearing stripes and bars. The bullies have their laws and harsh commands. The bullies are the puppets of the Czars And Caesars, lying presidents and kings. The...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2025 | RO
The Other Side of a Royal Coin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem An emperor is one distortion, one Monstrosity like babies born with fists Where heads should be. An emperor is son Of high deformities,...
by phillipw | Sep 10, 2025 | DE
Absolute Virgin When we have lost our bodies and our breath, The rest that follows is beyond control Since even wills are only paper. Death Reigns mighty like infernal night, North Pole Unceasing like the deepest cold in hell Of Dante. This extinction waits...
