by phillipw | Sep 20, 2019 | LO
A River Bends Beneath: Cliff Dwellers Canyon, Unsplash.com Harsh days stretch out like winds that scour a flat Terrain, a bald plateau that knows relief From endless sameness only by a grief Which opens like so many canyons, bat-...
by phillipw | Sep 20, 2019 | HE, HY, LO
Heracles, Hero of Hardness and of Pumping Power Theocritus of Syracuse, Idyll XIII As far as Hylas was concerned, not just The heart of Heracles was bronze. That part The boy controlled because heroic lust Took over certainly was not the heart Of...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO
Sandscape Where once you stirred beside me in our bed (Your passion sleeping like a rattlesnake Engorged with flesh), a brittle skin is shed And shines. You sloughed off love as the mistake. Where once a morning light revealed your head Asleep like...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | CO, TO
A Garden Variety Tory I know a man who tells the people in His carpool all about the previous night’s TV, and of the biscuits and the gin He found on special offer, and the fights Between his children after they are sent To bed. Of course, the...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LO, LU, PA, RO, SE
The Memory of Your Mouth The memory of your mouth still makes a wound Where lips now hollow once were crushed with lust. Your tongue and teeth that savaged like a hound Have left a scar-like gap and taste of rust Where feral kisses set their mark and had Their...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | RO
Rising and Setting As if the moon laced blood throughout the veins In all my smooth-skinned parts with shining dust Drawn off from her pocked seas; as if with pains She coaxed vast tides within my soul, caused lust Implacable as crater shapes to form Within my lunar...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | CO
Oval Loneliness Is it the gravity of love that you So fear, which makes you take the comet’s way, A course that you have set careening through The spaces where companionless you sway In routes of brief encounters, your life tailed By...
by phillipw | Sep 19, 2019 | LU
Beyond Calton Road: Architecture and Love The handsome streeets of Glasgow hide themselves Lest some conspiracy of tastelessness Combined with so-called progress pries and delves With jackhammers and bulldozers to mess Up...
