by phillipw | Sep 7, 2025 | ES, OR, UN, Uncategorized
Oriental Unity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The individual is single yet Is indivisible, the small immense, The whole where individual is set, Cohering like an inlet, lacking fence From...
by phillipw | Sep 7, 2025 | CH, ST
Degradation of Blood from the Bite of a Haar-colored Asp Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem A kiss made up of cloud turned into mist Inside my mouth went past my tongue, met wet And lovely tongue, slimed...
by phillipw | Sep 7, 2025 | CO, NE, TW, Uncategorized
The Connecticut Twin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I dreamed I had a twin up north, more twin Than not, not quite conjoined and not the same; . . . Identical in soul. Loves underpin Our...
by phillipw | Sep 6, 2025 | DA, DR, NI
Dreams Redreamed Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The dreams you do not want to dream again Are damned upon you, over, over, new But always old, again, again, in pain. They come as bruises, always...
by phillipw | Sep 6, 2025 | MA
How Men Dress Most men don’t care about their dress except They want to say, “I’m male.” Now that’s OK Except it’s boring. Women are not swept Away by zinging clothes. Gals’ butts may sway In fashion gay designers make for hips For men to stare at...
by phillipw | Sep 6, 2025 | Uncategorized
Where Rationality Escaped from Irrationality Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The Greeks were wiser than that mystic Blake. They had no truck with his Infinity Inside a grain of sand. They need not shake...
by phillipw | Sep 6, 2025 | HE
Christianity, By Far the Most Unforgiveable Sin When Alexander reached the Indian shore, The River Bias, there he met brown brains, Gymnosophists. He, wanting to explore Their wisdom not impaired by western chains, Enquired, “Just what is stronger, death or life?”...
by phillipw | Sep 5, 2025 | Uncategorized
The Smoke of Their Torment Ascendeth Up For Ever and Ever Like Incense to the Nostrils of Jesus Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Religions’ basso ostinato, drones, Those undercurrents are of dread. The...
