by phillipw | May 30, 2025 | AS, LU, SA
Circles, Spheres, Ovals Expanded Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Rewrite the stars tonight if only you Can do that. Constellations need not be So limited in color: white, red, blue And yellow. They...
by phillipw | May 29, 2025 | AE, AR, PO, Uncategorized
“What Is the Price of Those Chintz Curtains?” For most, true poetry seems too like art, Those other arts. The artifice is not What weakens it. They don’t object to heart In verse. The problem is that it is nought (Or less than) in its power to make things change...
by phillipw | May 29, 2025 | DU, PH
Enlightenment from Siddhartha and the Others Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Know first yourself. Then, thus, the classics come. They come from in you. They are there inside Your deeps. As...
by phillipw | May 28, 2025 | AB, MU, NO, Uncategorized
Hard Produces Hard and Soft The poet is just plain peculiar if He opposes cosmic law. Unique Is what that law requires. If there’s a whiff Of uniformity, a tiny tweak Is DNA-deployed. This law insists On freaks. No perfect copy is allowed. There always have...
by phillipw | May 28, 2025 | RI
The Truest Stone Will Cry Out Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If you were water stored inside a stone, What should your color be? Would blood choose blue, A brilliant blue, a blue that God would own As...
by phillipw | May 28, 2025 | ED
Blackford Pond Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The pond expresses clarity. At first The surface is a mirror catching sky And clouds. This surface seems to have a thirst For clouds,...
by phillipw | May 26, 2025 | Uncategorized
Consequential Contradiction Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Spring’s wind has disappeared. The petals fall, Continue falling, pink in mystery Still falling. Mystery still sends its call. The abbot...
by phillipw | May 26, 2025 | SU, Uncategorized
Flouting Celestial Spheres Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Wherever waters are, wherever their Waves flow, the sun strikes towards their surface, towards Their depths. The moon and...
