by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | RE
Alien Piety Religion comes to me in little waves Or more like ripples on the warming sea Around my thoughts and pulsing nerves. The caves And sounding feelings that are really me Along this coastal tide refuse the hints These riffles whisper in their...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | FR
Moonlight on the Lamentation Beloved, loving John in pink is stretched Beyond the women and the men, his gold Love’s crescent brighter than them all and etched Against dark cliffside blue. Grief uncontrolled Coerces him to thrust his unstabbed palms...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | BE, MA
The Fortunate Fall of Hair Across a Forehead His hair is worth the trouble Christ has caused In making all this universe of pain. This hair is Rupert Brooke’s hair, waved and paused In holy photographs, but blond again, Not printed, real as Christ surrounded by...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | MU
Schematics vs. Rubato A music that is mostly logic breaks The purpose. Why make strictest melodies And madrigals that imitate stone snakes In formal basalt if the urge to please Is what should be consulted for the ear? If every sterling sound is settled...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | RI, VE
…….Paradox The rupture caused by Rimbaud, alcohol, And green absinthe destroyed fatherhood And Holy Matrimony. Like Saint Paul Struck down (but not by Jesus) Verlaine could See nothing till the scales fell from his eyes. Before that boy Verlaine had...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | RI, VE
Romances sans la Pitié Uncertain like a compass suffering pull From two strong poles, or like a planet near Two tugging stars, Paul mirrored a saint full Of doubt while standing on the streets of sheer Bright gold in heaven but consumed by lust To fall to hellfire...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | VI
…Meditation The quiet colors still remain when spring Brings out the louder choir of daffodil And jonquil voices. Darker purples sing Beneath the hedge despite the yellow shrill Of trumpets. Shadowed violets, still, give Off redolence ultraviolet to The...
by phillipw | Oct 15, 2019 | RI, VE
A Detrimental Adulation (with Apologies to Verlaine) So Rimbaud gets the credit, no matter What. Paul accomplishes what no one’s done Before in verses, but Rimbaud’s splatter On paper, like results from a spray gun That spews out vomit from the chewed up...
