by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
Hitler’s Approach to Esthetics Let’s try to kill off poetry and art Of every kind, yes, even music too. The surest way to do this is to part The artists from their hearts. If one’s a Jew, It won’t be quite enough for him to choose To be a Christian. He must also leave...
by phillipw | Apr 29, 2020 | Uncategorized
The Circular Golden Frame An artist paints a room around a man, And woman, and their boys, a portrait of A family in their home. Within the span Of this domestic scene and quite above It is infinity forever. How Does he accomplish this? A gilded frame It contains a...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2020 | Uncategorized
Narcissus Saw Himself Only Once “Due to the poor quality, high cost, and small size of these ancient glass mirrors, solid metal-mirrors primarily of steel were usually preferred until the late nineteenth century.” ~Wikipedia, “Mirror” I wonder if improvements in the...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2020 | Uncategorized
There are Limits to Spiritual Perfumeries The Buddha was a prophet in some tales. These legends have him make predictions of Enlightened ones to follow him. The veils Of future times are lifted for the love Of coming Buddhas only: Christs are not Foretold by Buddha,...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2020 | Uncategorized
Erythrina Indica One Ajavika in the ancient time Was privileged to bring a sacred gift To Buddhist monks. A blossom, the sublime Deep scarlet mandarava, gave uplift To them. It was a token from on high. It meant their holy teacher had attained His parinirvana,...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2020 | Uncategorized
Tacit The dawn bows slowly over stars, and they Retreat. A woman wakes. Her man has gone. So ends a love and starts another day. So ends a love where constellations shone. The morning star is colorless. Its blaze As clear as pain, is focused like the throat In song,...
by phillipw | Apr 28, 2020 | Uncategorized
Northern Warriors The beauty and the ugliness come down Through centuries, even thousands of gene years. The Viking look, including gold-strands’ crown Above the forehead, come as straight as spears To us from eras past, shafts are thrown as hard As missiles by a...