Philip Schultz

PHILIP SCHULTZ’s latest books are Living in the Past (Harcourt, 2004) and The Holy Worm of Praise (Harcourt, 2002). He founded and directs the Writers Studio in New
York City and lives in East Hampton.

Sep/Oct 2017

Welcome to the Springs

By Philip Schultz

    The dispersion and reconstitution of the self.     That’s the whole story.            —Charles Baudelaire In memory of Robert Long   Here I am at your grave, again.Often enough, driving around East […]

Summer 1982

Ode to Desire

By Philip Schultz

What rage, our bodies twisted like wiresin the brain’s switchboard, hurt plugged to joy,need to despair, how it happens so quickly, this enteringof another’s soul like molecules of glass, connectingflesh […]

Summer 1982

For My Mother

By Philip Schultz

The hand of peace you sent from Israelhangs on my wall like an ironic testamentto the one quality we have never shared.I imagine you peering into that ancient vistaas if […]

Spring 1981

Dante in Exile

By Philip Schultz

Dante wrote his wife, Gemma, about his garden in spring which grew double-breasted roses & plum trees big as oaks, but this was in Ravenna, where he lived in exile […]

Spring 1981

Shane

By Philip Schultz

There was no moon & the horizon a fire breaking over the black earth & the man on horseback floated into the red plum of the sky & did not […]

Spring 1981

Pumpernickel

By Philip Schultz

Monday mornings Grandma rose an hour early to make rye, onion & challah, but it was pumpernickel she broke her hands for, pumpernickel that stank up the neighborhood & for […]

Spring 1980

Ode

By Philip Schultz

Grandma stuffed her fur coat into the icebox. God Himself couldn’t convince her it wasn’t a closet. “God take me away this minute!” was her favorite Friday night prayer. Nothing […]