‘Art’ by Phillip Whidden
Why photograph a fact when you can catch A nightmare, be a Jackson Pollock or A Dalí at his...
Read moreDetailsWhy photograph a fact when you can catch A nightmare, be a Jackson Pollock or A Dalí at his...
Read moreDetailsThe Lord: "Behold, as the clay is in the potter’s hand, so are ye in mine hand." (Jeremiah 18:6) Swiftly...
Read moreDetailsA little baffling it's, a bit insane and funny too, this whole God-farm affair. You sow invisible seeds in ghostly...
Read moreDetailsκαὶ κραναᾶς Βαβυλῶνος ἐπίδρομον ἅρμασι τεῖχος καὶ τὸν ἐπ᾽ Ἀλφειῷ Ζᾶνα κατηυγασάμην, κάπων τ᾽ αἰώρημα, καὶ Ἠελίοιο κολοσσόν, καὶ μέγαν αἰπεινᾶν πυραμίδων κάματον, μνᾶμά τε Μαυσώλοιο πελώριον ἀλλ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἐσεῖδον Ἀρτέμιδος νεφέων ἄχρι θέοντα δόμον, κεῖνα μὲν ἠμαύρωτο † δεκηνιδε νόσφιν Ὀλύμπου ἅλιος οὐδέν πω τοῖον ἐπηυγάσατο. I have set eyes on the wall of lofty Babylon on which is...
Read moreDetails(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Crossing the Swamp by Jon MacNaughton by Caud Sewer Bile "If freedom of speech...
Read moreDetailsIn the Poetry Writing Workshop “Milton conceived the Paradise Lost as a whole before he executed it in portions. We...
Read moreDetails—from A Gallery of Ethopaths* The computer is a simple tool— It cannot change an arrant fool Into a brilliant,...
Read moreDetailsSlender pillar burning bright, remarkably distinguished. I wish that you could stay the night but you must be extinguished....
Read moreDetailsSonnet on the Death of Teeth I’m amused by a brush with Death In the depths of my bathroom mirror....
Read moreDetails. . The Federal and the Doric The Federal and the Doric Combined a stern austere; They frowned upon the...
Read moreDetailsPink has become a favored cultural color, more subtle, less primitive than red: black mixed with pink is considered...
Read moreDetailsAldeyjarfoss If, in some grim sensory exercise In a laboratory, behind a screen Where staunch technicians memorialize Their findings, everything...
Read moreDetailsTranslations from Belarusian by the poet's son Ihar Kazak. The Explosion May mayhem never strike our good Earth; The...
Read moreDetailsIn the deep of the night do my restless thoughts roam ____To the moon-flooded fields of the sky, And...
Read moreDetailsOut of the crooked timber laid by man, No straight foundation may ever be built. While Reason clinkers on...
Read moreDetails“. . . lest when thou hast eaten and art full . . . then thine heart be lifted up,...
Read moreDetailsAfter the above black and white photograph by Jared Carter Who alive remembers who lived there seventy years ago? A...
Read moreDetailsa villanelle The sun descends into the silent sea. As shadows lengthen in the fading light I journey on to...
Read moreDetailsOrgan Harvest by Damian Robin, published by Fulton Verse, 2018. Read three sonnets from the work here. by James Sale...
Read moreDetailsOak In quiet awe before a solid oak in summer bloom, I thought: to such as these my Saxon kin...
Read moreDetailsMy Soul awoke and yawned and stretched and pushed And seemed desired to break its earthly bounds Too anxious, I...
Read moreDetailsMy candle burns at both ends Late into the night, And flickers fast, And bounces in my sight. My...
Read moreDetailsI. But yesterday, your noble fathers bled Upon the fields of France, where countless dead Had found among the vines...
Read moreDetailsIf seasons pass too fast you'd better run. If they proceed too slow indulge in fun. Sunups are best...
Read moreDetailsSail Fever I knew some terms, the merest germs Of illness called ‘Sail Fever’: Tack starboard, port, keep mainsail taut,...
Read moreDetailsThe precious are so easy to neglect: I let them down, my family and my friends. It’s futile if I...
Read moreDetailsWhere a lamppost spreads a white spot light Nursing silent night with canny purr, A racoon crosses there in sudden...
Read moreDetailsNova Scotia and the Clouds of Summer So silently they march along, the clouds of summer, proud and strong; their...
Read moreDetailsFor Elizabeth My morning’s mountain wears the lavish light Of candid clouds and truth-engendered white. Ah, heavens, spread your opalescent...
Read moreDetailsAlzheimer's Disease I can feel your deep darkness closing in, With its harrowing sense of helplessness, Soon obscenity sours tongues...
Read moreDetailsRunnymede Revisited Note: Runnymede is the location where King John was forced to sign the Magna Carta. This poem was...
Read moreDetailsBristlecone Longevity The beauty of the tree is not how old, Indeed how ancient in its gnarling now, Not in...
Read moreDetailsTranslator's Preliminary Note This is an original translation of a poem by Sappho (630-580 BC), traditionally known as the “old...
Read moreDetailsHeritage I like to say I’d an Egyptian father If that is too obscure for you, I’d rather Explain it...
Read moreDetailsPoet’s Note: I wrote this poem in the same metrical form as the song “America the Beautiful” (but without the...
Read moreDetailsTwo Lives by Michael Maibach When soldiers die, They give two lives. The one they had, And the one denied....
Read moreDetailsGarden Waltz a terza rima sonnet in dactylic pentameter with a truncated foot at the end of each line Radishes...
Read moreDetailsYou pushed Grace hard so you could have your book. She did the layout, made the pdf. I bought the...
Read moreDetailsThe Lord’s Supper They’re gathered round, astonished, full of dread, round him who like a wise man must decide, and...
Read moreDetailsThe Fall Revisited The implications of the fall are endless in their reach; that lowly serpent had such gall, Eve's...
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