by phillipw | Nov 5, 2026 | Sonnet
The Fortunate Fall For Nikolai Klyuev and Sergei Yesenin together The autumns of New England shine bright-sad. They, though mixed with gray of rain and twinned With exultation and with howls, break glad In spite of death. If Eve had never sinned, This brilliance of...
by phillipw | Nov 5, 2026 | AN, AR, SA, Sonnet
Seraphim as Seamtresses Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem “The angels of the inmost heaven are not clothed.” ~ Emmanuel Swedenborg What kinds of clothes do angels make for those Who choose to wear...
by phillipw | Nov 4, 2026 | FR, LO, MA, RO, Ta
Senseless, Tasteless Man Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Dedicated to Nikolay Klyuev and Sergei Yesenin together Imagine sunsets written out in Braille That only blind ones possibly can read, Where...
by phillipw | Nov 4, 2026 | BA, LA, NI, SK, Sonnet
Twitching Eyelids Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem The flocks of tiny dreams arise from limbs Where they were sleeping. The bolt and door That held them in and down are rising hymns With whir of wings. ...
by phillipw | Nov 3, 2026 | AR, HE, ME, MY, PH, Sonnet, ZE
Zeptoverse Cosmos and the Head of a Pin Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem In seas of oceans of the galaxies Are particles of smallest nth degree. One hundred billion times more small peas Called atoms in...
by phillipw | Nov 3, 2026 | AL, BO, MO, MY
Older than the Most Ancient Sequoia Forest Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem Dedicated to Nikolai Klyuev and Sergei Yesenin Too often we forget that green has blue Inside its greenest self. The blue in...
by phillipw | Nov 3, 2026 | BA, FA, RE
Christ Cannot Save You from Deliberate Stupidity Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I make an icon of the white tree bark of birch. The icon hugs in white and black because I want a true religion like a...
by phillipw | Nov 2, 2026 | CH, IS, MO, MU, Sonnet
Literally The power of the word has long been known To be as real as Real. We grab that in Our use of “literally.” As hard as stone This term means letters are as deep as sin. They don’t need chiselling in rock to slam Their power in history. Literature wields...
