by phillipw | Oct 2, 2019 | AU, LO
Bright Month Epiphany The light fell on the green, or rather greens Of leaves inside the autumn air of street And garden there among the city scenes, Kaleidoscopic in September suite Of urban beauty and variety. The trees of Kensington spread out their arms To...
by phillipw | Oct 2, 2019 | LO
Awe They think that moons were made for darker tones Of shadow than the sun can make, these men Who don’t believe in love. They haunt those zones Beyond affection and devotion, then Conclude that love is non-existent red, A scarlet or a crimson...
by phillipw | Oct 2, 2019 | RI
Abortion on an Attic Floor “Some kill their love when they are young” The flailing Arthur slumps against the wall. He doesn’t have his lover. There’s no sex. He thinks his poetry is in free fall. Inside his chest and soul Rimbaud suspects It’s finished. (He...