by phillipw | Sep 1, 2025 | JA, ME, PO, WA
Ono no Komachi Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Ono no Komachi – Wikipedia Imagine thinking of a man’s love like The petals and the fragrance of a flower As it is wilting, or a white love...
by phillipw | Aug 31, 2025 | Uncategorized
Glass Scratching Repeatedly on Glass Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The Modernists conspired for music, art And poetry to be reduced right down, Reduced from evening primrose to a fart, Reduced till all...
by phillipw | Aug 31, 2025 | CO, NE, TW, Uncategorized
“And the fiery heart of youth” I dreamed I had a twin up north, more twin Than not, not quite conjoined but closely same, Identical in soul, New England spin Inside us both. A pheasant’s breast aflame With afternoon’s Connecticut light rays Revealed this relative...
by phillipw | Aug 31, 2025 | Uncategorized
He Wishes for the Dreams of Heaven Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem His mistiness in thought has changed to brass, Chinese the heartlessness, more heartless like The universe. What once had been like...
by phillipw | Aug 31, 2025 | Uncategorized
Harmina Burana She met composer Orff before she woke This morning. It was he her nightmare said. This nightmare man seemed quite a clashing bloke With pizza skin and pimples, nosely spread Across his modern music mug. She tried Escaping, as one does,...
by phillipw | Aug 31, 2025 | UN, Uncategorized, ZE
Beyond Mere Harmony Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The tinkling wind bells and the silent air Between are equal. Silence is ignored, But just as meaningful, the quiet heir Of beauty. Silence and...
by phillipw | Aug 31, 2025 | Uncategorized
God was Made for Michaelangelo to Carve in his Closet God never smiles. God never weeps. In art God waits in Time outside of time, that Time We call Eternity. God does not have a heart In sculpture. God never does chat time. God does not do a FaceTime session or A...
by phillipw | Aug 30, 2025 | AR, MU, PO
Music Makes the Death Suns Forgotten Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The primitives believed that music came From magic or the sacred caves of night Where hidden goddesses expressed in flame The...
