by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | CH, LO, ST
Sheer as an Anchorite Sacred to St. Bartholomew He came, a supplicant. His votive flame Was love. He held it up above the black Of curls he worshiped. Purity, not shame, Is what he had to proffer, nothing slack Or stained, because the black was utter. Up He...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | BU, LO
We Met at the Caledonian Hotel in the West End The Royal Mile is John Knox’s creed, Yet strict stone Edinburgh has the pinks, The lavenders, and blues which lovers need When springtime Presbyterian day winks To twilight. Grayness overawes the eyes Until the sun is...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | CH, FR, ST, TR
Lament for a Tree Surgeon .. I dip my heart in elegy and write, A pen held firmly by the hand of grief. Encyclopedic is the size and height Of this my undertaking. Turn a leaf Of it forever and my sorrow will Have just begun. A hundred trillion trees Can fall to...