by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | FR, MA
Greek and Roman Thoughts on Amity Denial of respect to you is done— Accomplished—by male silence. You’re a man, Not some boy or woman. You’re someone’s son Produced in hopes that your appeal would span Long-recognized presumptions that a friend Unlocks his heart to...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | AC, BR
Greek Aurora in a Pure Cloud Sky He’s white and dressed in white. His linen shirt Saps wrinkles from his face and otherwise There’s not a spot of sweatiness or dirt. He might as well be marble, brotherwise To still Apollo on a plinth, although These shoulders are like...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | AN, IL, ME
Ancient Greek, Then Church Latin, Symposium, Scriptorium “Readers of Greek poetry constituted an élite, as in the Middle Ages readers of Latin did.” ~ Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 13 “The symposiasts drank rather too much-watered wine, wore crowns, perfumes and...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | FR, LO, MA, WI
An Ancient Greek Trinity In Athens Love was placed in honor by Athena. There beside chaste wisdom, love Was set up on a plinth. The Greeks placed high In their gymnasia that god above Their bodies practicing for ideal power. Accompanying love there in that place Were...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | DA, HE, WH
With Straight Gold Bars I sat beside my mother as the sale Was made, the purchase of The World Book Encyclopedia. I loved the pale Cream, knobbled leatherette, the noble look Of deep maroon squares placed on the spines, each Restrained and heavy volume, glossy...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | AR, CO, PA
A Long, Long Way from classical Greece at the Bottom of the Indian Ocean I’m curious about what women peek At as the men fixate on tits. Do gals Examine buttocks and their swollen, sleek Bronze dullness? Are women’s, visual pals The bulging abs or maybe hulking...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | LO, VI
Gay Love as Paradox Love, who is wisdom’s pupil gay ~ Euripides Euripides goes on to say that love Leads on to virtue, often. Note that one Word, though: “often,” for love is not above Dementing men with a rot-like passion. Stun Them, that is what love does, like a...
by phillipw | Apr 14, 2020 | RO
If They Think At All, They Think of Life The sun comes raking down with shining heat Across the stems, the leaves, and blossoms. They Expand with vegetable-like slowness, meet Light spread to it. They never think of gray. Instead, they meditate in calm on reds and...
