by phillipw | Dec 23, 2025 | BO
After the Sposalizio de Mare The tedium of Tuesday; echoes heard in a Shop in Kyoto. ~ Buson [Englished by Phillip Whidden] Slow days occur, not just in Titusville But in Kyoto, cherry petaled time Well past. The monks are used to thinking, still In meditation...
by phillipw | Dec 23, 2025 | JO, SU
The Ocean of Seasons Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “I to the world am like a drop of water That in the ocean seeks another.” ~ Shakespeare, The Comedy of Errors Throughout the seasons water drips. In...
by phillipw | Dec 23, 2025 | MY
“We see into the life of things” ~ William Wordsworth The I is interpenetrated with The I of you and me, the cosmos, whole Throughout. Religions perpetrate this myth And it appears again, again. The thought of soul Crops up in almost every creed, in all Of them...
by phillipw | Dec 22, 2025 | AS, DE, FA, RE
Nothing is Cleaner Gone Than Yesterdays Slower days passing— Gathering up—distant Are things of the past. ~ Buson [Englished by Phillip Whidden] Not anything comes slower than the past. The distance of all yesterdays is huge, More distant than the Milky Way is...
by phillipw | Dec 21, 2025 | PE
The Forbidden Fruit Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A scholar says that opened eyes of Eve And Adam show them they are naked, maimed By knowledge of their parts. (Snakes deceive, No shocker there.) The...
by phillipw | Dec 21, 2025 | MI, Uncategorized
“Go On, Guys!” Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem This sonnet contains language and sexual content that you may find offensive. If you think it might offend you, please do not read it. If you read it and...
by phillipw | Dec 21, 2025 | BU, Uncategorized
A Plain Cabin, a Pond, a Post Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Plenitude Winter seclusion: Once again I lean against This monk-like black post. ~ Bashô When true simplicity is gained,...
by phillipw | Dec 21, 2025 | LO, RO
Spine and Ribcage with Only Heart and Ghost Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If he were just his skeleton except For soul and heart, the winds would churn right through Him chilling heart and spirit,...
