by phillipw | Jun 13, 2020 | AN
Centuries before Sappho Praised Men and Women Pre-echoes of that verse, ancient Greek In poetry, go back so far that lost Verbs, Indo-European ones, can almost squeak Through Sappho. It is like they are embossed Behind the papyrus and her inked lines Were written...
by phillipw | Jun 13, 2020 | AN, AR
Classic Clarity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse Who’d want to read the ancient poets, myth And tales, because of facts? Aegean blue And empty temples, ancient grave sites with A beaten gold mask may be facts and true,...
by phillipw | Jun 12, 2020 | DR
Comedy or Tragedy: Someone Should Have Told Shakespeare Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When comedy was talked about, the thought Of Plato and his mates was that the laugh Was different from the...
by phillipw | Jun 12, 2020 | GU, Ho, SE
Constitutional Slaughter: Connecticut, Nevada, Florida, Texas Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “Stronger than lover’s love is lover’s hate.” ~ Medea, Euripides The women don’t do this, except...
by phillipw | Jun 12, 2020 | AN, CA, PU
Costumed Judgment Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The royalty and myths and heroes of Those eras far removed in masked up time Produced the primal tragedies. The love In them, the hate, and...
by phillipw | Jun 12, 2020 | BY, GE, GO, HA, Ho, IS, JO, KE, PO, WA
Crippled Poets Among the earliest of lines to spring And linger utterly till now are long Ones drawn from blinded eyes. The verses sing Like prophets’ spirits which must see. A song Of guts, the gods, and marrow-spills came out From manly depths behind the...
by phillipw | Jun 11, 2020 | AL, ES, GI, LI, SE
Gin as Tonic It moves like hypnotism down the throat, Like fuzzy ecstasies that stroke the tongue Along their way. A beauty soon begins to bloat The brain like sugared peace and mist among The nagging weights, those boring days, the nights Of brownish...
by phillipw | Jun 11, 2020 | AU, SI, WH, WI
Woodrow and Wilma Recalled in a Mystic Setting “and scream among thy fellows” He walked at night inside a dream along The sands of Cape Canaveral, the shore Woodrow is in the dungarees Beside his father’s boyhood. A song Had touched it long ago, a song much...
