by phillipw | Apr 26, 2020 | ED, PL, SO
Pigs Would Fly if Their Sties Were Noble Poor Socrates. He thought that if the young Were wrapped in images of beauty, they Would take good in and then could climb each rung Of rightness. Lovelinesses would convey Them up and straight to healthiness of soul. Their...
by phillipw | Apr 26, 2020 | AE, ES, ID, PE, PO
The Triune Potency According to Penelope Murray, “Socrates . . . . says, ‘any story or poem . . . narrates things past, present or future’ ”. ~ Plato on Poetry, 4 We want a poem that is full of now, And past, and future, full. We want intense Severity of...
by phillipw | Apr 26, 2020 | BE, JA, JO, PA
The Threat and Weightiness Held in that Silver Divination Cup “let this cup pass from me” ~ Matthew 26:39 The brothers tore their robes. Radiation Of fatal force came throbbing from the cup. Death and doom were theirs, not mediation. The knife blade fate demanded...
by phillipw | Apr 26, 2020 | LE, MU, VE
Donna Leon I’m tired of Donna, not of Venice, though. Brunetti is still likeable enough And Paola’s improved a bit. The slow Starts to the crime plots make it tough For readers used to fiction of this kind, Detective novels. Some might think,...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2020 | RE, VI
Vijaya and Mary Religions are quite conscienceless. They are. They dream up anything that they can use As fodder for their faith. A special star, A vision from a desert-place recluse, And even bestiality. They said The earliest of Indian kings was...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2020 | MI, PE, PL, PO
But What if I, when Speaking in my Own Voice, Make a False Representation of Myself? Elementary, My Dear Plato It seems that Plato means that if I speak Or write in poetry, but in my own Persona and my voice, that bodes not weak And dodgy like mimesis. In this clone...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2020 | LO, LU, MA, SE
Antediluvian and Modern Man The crotch, a man’s crotch, is located in The center of his body, of his soul. It’s at the core of him and in his sin. His essence comes out shooting from his pole When he is more a man on fire with lust (Or love; you call it what you...
by phillipw | Apr 25, 2020 | BO, CH, ST
α — The first letter of the Greek alphabet “And all the sons of God shouted for joy” The memory of you rinses even light. Though clouds today add gray to sky and air, This flash-back makes white flowers cleaner white; I wash them in the essence of dark...
