by phillipw | Feb 13, 2020 | RI
St. Teresa Magdalene “his sky-blue eyes that come out nearly white in the photographs of the day” ~ Edmund White “cruel light blue eyes” and his “strong red mouth with the bitter fold in it—mysticism and sensuality in spades” ~ Paul...
by phillipw | Feb 13, 2020 | LO, RO
My Third Grade Teacher Taught that Blue & Brown Don’t Go Together Well I would make blue orbs to look at you, Blue orbs of crystal or of clearer cool. My own blue fronted orbs, each iris blue For looking for perfection, for the jewel Perfection of your browner...
by phillipw | Feb 13, 2020 | WI
Paternal Wisdom “the Ionian sea is haunted by an error of love” ~ Fugitive Pieces, Anne Michaels A father leads his son, informs him of The purpose of a storm and clearer skies, And teaches what to hate and harshly love As in revenge the color of the eyes Of...
by phillipw | Feb 13, 2020 | OR, RU
Fired Clay, Ardent Metal The Russian dome looms up in blue and gold, The sacred onion shape in gold and blue, A Golden Section shape with thoughts as old As God perhaps or Archimedes’ true Reflections, dome with tiles more blue than skies Of Greece in August,...
by phillipw | Feb 12, 2020 | RO
All in Good Times: Two Sonnets on “Love is Blind” Let’s live in darkness, you and I, and fail To see each other as we are. Let’s start By touching, reading one another’s Braille With fingertips, and mouths, and tongues (each part Most sensitive to love). Let’s...
by phillipw | Feb 12, 2020 | OW
Strigiformes An owl, a spectral essence turned to claw The shape of moons it tilts beneath, and flesh, And crescent beak, has tendons for its maw To grasp its needs. The lunar rays are mesh For victims and impart orbed hunger in...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2020 | AS, BI, LO, RO, ST, TW
SR PW Two stars that give off light unlike the light Of other stars, so different from their rays That creatures on far distant planets, bright As it might be, cannot hope to see our blaze, We circle in our gravity around Each other, close, so close...
by phillipw | Feb 11, 2020 | CH, DE, MO, ST
Adieu Tonight you are a voice that calls to me Across the waters from a liner bound For shores beyond an endless, waveless sea. The coastlines have no harbours ever found By living voyagers and so we do Not know the colours of the beaches or Their...
