“Last Exit,” by Rowan Ricardo Phillips

Poetry by Rowan Ricardo Phillips: “Yesterday bleeds in the rearview mirror / As tomorrow’s fires fan out everywhere.”

The New Yorker
“Rowan Tree,” by Rowan Ricardo Phillips

Poetry by Rowan Ricardo Phillips: “This time I got everything wrong again.”

The New Yorker
On The End of the Iliad

Rowan Ricardo Phillips They brandished their births like spears. Being there wasn’t enough. Their names Needed their fathers and their cities And their spears and the red air of Ilium. There’s Ap…

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Child of Nature by Rowan Ricardo Phillips | Poetry Magazine

Maybe seven years: or, if not, some length

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