by phillipw | Feb 17, 2021 | AE, BE, CL, ES, RO
But Perhaps Keats Understood It at His Best Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The Pure Present which so often aroused Goethe’s admiration in every product of the classical life and in sculpture...
by phillipw | Feb 17, 2021 | LO, SE, UN
Deep Love You need some sort of bathysphere to keep Harm walled from overwhelming emotion. You need some sort of diving bell in deep, Steep love to save from harm of devotion. There’s gloom in fathoms and in dooming love. In muddy river water as the...
by phillipw | Feb 16, 2021 | LO, RO, UN
Evening Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Your life is time. This evening floats past time And lingers in eternity. The light Of dusk means more. It borders the sublime Because...
by phillipw | Feb 16, 2021 | EV, MO
Grave Beyond the light the morning star provides Are depths and distances behind, around, And promising. They are eternal tides, Eternal only as such light is bound By borderlands of physics. Morning star Illumination reaches from the dawn Of...
by phillipw | Feb 14, 2021 | AP, AR, DE, LO, LU
Not to Be Eclipsed Artemis and Apollo Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem He settles into quietness, a moon That does not give a care about eclipse. He settles into desperate calm, a noon Ruled...
by phillipw | Feb 12, 2021 | DI
The Feeling of Time and Its Invariable Companion Où sont les neiges d’antan? ~ François Villon Of all our spiritual possessions this One measures deepest, far: “the pathos of Distance,” says Nietzsche. It is that abyss Between the past and now, and how the...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2021 | CA, LO, MO, RO
Love’s Lunge at Long Last The moon in near remoteness, when compared With sun, and stars, and planets, makes its slow Fast way above us after being snared By gravity like weighty love below It, heft of earth’s devotion countless years Ago, four billion years ago...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2021 | FR, OR, PE
Mystic Incense Deployments Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The esoteric scent of peonies Belongs to aliens, to Czars’ domains, To empires now forgotten, Viennese Commanders with silk helmets on...
