by phillipw | Mar 3, 2026 | CA, LO, RO
Call Me by the Name of Desire Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem An emptiness behind the eyes is not What lovers want. A shrug of shoulder kills The yearn of heart. A blankness never sought Is what that...
by phillipw | Mar 3, 2026 | AD, CA, EL, LO, LU, OL, RO
Elio in the Gaze of Oliver Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem How slim his shoulders since he has not filled To manhood yet, or even started there Except inside his heart with secrets thrilled That only...
by phillipw | Mar 2, 2026 | DE, LO, RO
A Gyring Flock of Violence A cloud of feathers follows her and not Of hummingbirds, their throats of scarlet, thrum Of death, of scarlet death, their hatred hot, Their pinions cauterized, a throttled hum. The wings and throats that follow her will search For nectar...
by phillipw | Mar 2, 2026 | LO, MA
Families Loathe Fervor A scarlet man, his most important parts Cut deep, cut off, his throat and windpipe cut, His manliness removed: his corpse imparts The scarlet truth of love. His eyes would shut Before the blood goes hard like crimson. He Has her beside...
by phillipw | Mar 1, 2026 | LO, Uncategorized
Dead End Beneath the Sheenless Leaves Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The nighttime darkness of the orange tree Is blackness in one branch. The shine of green Is shaded to the grove’s anomaly. It metes...
by phillipw | Mar 1, 2026 | Uncategorized
Scum Wedding Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The moon does not have magic over love Betrayed. The powers of that moon are hate And slaughter, murder, vengeance — each above The pock-marked treason...
by phillipw | Mar 1, 2026 | LO, RO
Supernity in Thighs Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem God lets us die because our love spills wide In love. Do not let any poison stain Our arteries. Let each one be the bride And husband both. Let every...
by phillipw | Mar 1, 2026 | FA, Uncategorized
Piety in Front of Perfected Contrapposto ‘‘fall short of the glory’’ The sculpture bends, impossible to curve Like that, but there he is, a headlong thrust To needful beauty and a hipslong swerve To teasing sacredness. You long to gust Desire inside those bronze or...
