by phillipw | Jun 16, 2024 | DE, IT, MA
Dementing Torture of Benign Drugs against Malignancy Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem His life came to its End. Smell of the medicine Departs chillingly....
by phillipw | Jun 17, 2020 | AR, IT, OD, PE, TE
Ithaca ( Ἰθάκη), the Dull Town Your wife is there, your two-balled heir, and hound Still true (like bone to brawn) behind his eyes Destroyed with cataracts—but his snout’s bound To ravel your armpit; he’s the surprise That isn’t surprising when you return Among the...