by phillipw | May 21, 2020 | CA, DO, IR, TO
Delights of Owning Cats The joys of owning cats or being owned By them are many, multifarious. Your house is eau de cologned With tomcat sprayings from the various Invaders through the cat flap, neighbourhood Intruders for widened territory. Humans who love the...
by phillipw | May 21, 2020 | AN, MU, RE, SA, WI
A Tenor in the Choir His face is like a student I once taught; Not just the pupil’s eyes, the brightness, too, And humor in the face, with freckles fraught, A gratifying galaxy, a slew Of them across his cheeks, his brow, his nose. It seems as if each stipple...
by phillipw | May 21, 2020 | BR, CO, MA, RA, SY
Musical Rightness in the Rare Books and Music Reading Room The space between his eyebrows is so wide It might contain nine symphonies, and all The works of Mozart, or the whole deep tide Of oceans that we label music. Tall Conceptions captured in long swelling bars...
by phillipw | May 21, 2020 | FO, RE, SA, WH
February Fox Last night the fox we feed in bowls behind Our house came just at twelve. His long, thick tail Was bushier than last time and defined By flakes that fell and fell within the veil Of cold for whitest hours. He, taking out His chunks of chicken one...
by phillipw | May 20, 2020 | BE, Ta, VI
Arctictis binturong Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem By TassiloRau, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=207524 Confusingly Arctictis binturong Is called a bear and also called...
by phillipw | May 20, 2020 | SP, SU
A Sheen of Strength A sheen of strength more powerful than gold Shines svelte on outer surfaces of glass, A beauty far more powerful and old Than gilding. Spreading out across the grass This April morning is an hour that brings Its joy to beast and plant alike. A...
by phillipw | May 20, 2020 | BI
Unsentimental Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The frozen tarn, so dark below, so bright Across its surface, can’t be happy, sad, Or feel emotion, either black or light. Above it...
by phillipw | May 20, 2020 | EM, LO, LU
Hotmail I still remember writing words of love On notes of vellum-colored paper, rich And stiff as passion, smoother than a glove Of silk so sleek it seemed no tidy stitch Was needed. (What has tidiness to do With steel desire?) I still recall the cards Of...
