by phillipw | May 19, 2020 | AL
Alexander He had the countenance and features of Great gods. Believing this, men fashioned for Him attributes humanity must love: Invincibility shot through with more Than imperfection—sadness from desire, The will to triumph at the greatest cost, An...
by phillipw | May 19, 2020 | NE, UN
A Gold-like Necktie from the Metropolitan Museum of Art I’m wearing unicorns around my throat And near my heart. Of course they’re cream-like white, Though on their necks in gold fields where they float Are clasped wide collars of a red not bright As blood but darker,...
by phillipw | May 19, 2020 | LO, VE
The Transit of Venus with a monarch’s voice Cry, “Havoc!” When Venus transits hairy torsos, she Impels much more than sweat in manly hearts. This goddess is a Viking on a spree Of killing, gone berserk. Her orbit charts A...
by phillipw | May 19, 2020 | BA, JE
“And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever.” My love for you is like unceasing verse, Immortal poetry in endless lines Consumed by never ending flames. Disperse It like the incense burned in pagan shrines, But beauty of this sort...
by phillipw | May 19, 2020 | AD, DA, JO
Banjul…We Are Very Far Apart I’m at the margin of your universe. In fact, I’m banished past the boundaries of It, out in outer darkness. I am worse Than lines sans meaning, meter, rhyme or love, So far as your concerned. The galaxy That forms the center of your...
by phillipw | May 19, 2020 | AB, HE, PI
Abelard and Heloïse Illuminated When Abelard was my age, he was dead. I think he would have lived eternally If he had known he’d be stiff as French bread Flutes, as sticks of it dressed infernally, When painted in the Roman de la Rose In red and orange...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | AB, CR, NI
Crepe Myrtle Armory A pink of seriousness, of solemn frills, Is roasting in the tropic sun. A breeze From hottest sultriness and languor spills Across the flowers and leaves. They are at ease Though. This is what God made them for and so They flourish in their...
by phillipw | May 18, 2020 | SP
A Tabernacle Open ……. …”the splendour in the grass” The green begins to rise through richness of The sunrise-reddish brown across the fields In Windsor. Princely spikes peak up above The corduroy earth. This vista yields A...
