by phillipw | May 19, 2024 | BL, RH
A Beam in the Eye It’s quite a botheration to admit That critics, gifted though they are, can slip Up. One that I can reverence and sit And read for years and decades easily can strip Away respect with one remark on Keats. The critic maybe had an insight...
by phillipw | Mar 17, 2021 | AL, BE, BI, CO, DU, HE, PO, RH, TH
Binfield’s Baddest Bantam Boy Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem When Pope devised heroic couplets, they Were like the weapons of the day men walked With by their thighs. Their rapiers’ display Was...
by phillipw | Jul 16, 2020 | AP, DI, GO, LI, ME, MU, PO, RH
The Cavern Leading to the Muses When Linus first invented rhythm with A melody in song, the beauty came Ideal — so lovely that a sacred myth Could not compete. Apollo could not tame A thing so perfect, so he had to kill The poet. Deity must never lose With humans,...
by phillipw | Jul 8, 2020 | AN, CO, HU, PO, RH, SC
I Have Looked upon the Face of Jolliness The ancient Greeks in poetry were lewd As limericks, playful, silly as a stand Up joker on a comic’s platform, rude And crude, yep, far more rude than Russell Brand. Emitted from these ancient rhythmic throats Were poems...
by phillipw | Jul 7, 2020 | AN, PO, PR, RH
Heroes, Victims, and Poseidon The metre of ancient Greek poetry succeeds in “achieving a length and complexity that are unusual in the heroic verse of other literatures.” ~ Michael Grant, The Rise of the Greeks, 325, as quoted in Michael Schmidt, The First Poets, 16....
by phillipw | May 17, 2020 | CH, FO, RH, SP
2451 Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem I re-arranged my china. England failed While I was doing that. The team was young As we’d been told ad nauseam. They paled To losers, though. I...
by phillipw | Feb 7, 2020 | RH
Religious Rhapsody A vision in themselves, these flowers flood In sweeps across each branch, so perfect in Their swell of loveliness a fragrant thud Of joy fills chest and lungs. An Angevine Dark purple velvet never could contend With petals deeper than a...