Carl Phillips
Biographic Data
| ID | 3672037 |
|---|---|
| NAME | Carl Phillips |
| GIVEN NAMES | Carl |
| FAMILY NAME | Phillips |
| SIGNATURE | PHILLIPS C |
| AFFILIATIONS | Archéologies et Sciences de l’Antiquité |
| ORCID | 0000-0002-9673-9867 |
| VERIFIED | Yes |
| TOTAL WORKS | 47 |
| TOTAL CITATIONS | 12 |
| WORKS AS AUTHOR | 47 |
| WORKS AS EDITOR | 0 |
| FIRST PUBLICATION YEAR | 1934 |
| LATEST PUBLICATION YEAR | 2023 |
| H-INDEX | 2 |
A Bronze to Iron Age fishing economy at Kalbāʾ 4 (Emirate of Sharjah, United Arab Emirates)
This paper represents a study of archaeological fish remains retrieved from the excavations conducted by C. S. Phillips between 1993 and 2001 at Kalbāʾ 4 (Emirate of Sharjah, UAE). Kalbāʾ 4 is a major coastal site that was continuously occupied from the Umm an‐Nar period to the Iron Age (c. 2700–600 BCE). The site is of particular interest regarding monumental architecture, pottery studies and exchange networks across Arabia and its neighbouring …
Now All Mistakes Conspire, and
Now All Mistakes Conspire, and: Between the Shore and the Open Water Carl Phillips (bio) NOW ALL MISTAKES CONSPIRE It’s almost starting to ring true again, about fear being the sturdiest bond possible betweenany two people: I’ve never beenso frightened; I’ve never feltmore close. You make shelter—I mean the kindthe mind sometimes misses especially—seem noharder to find than those stranded-looking nests I seeeverywhere, now the orchard’s leaveshav…
Airea D. Matthews
Airea D. Matthews2016 Rona Jaffe Foundation Writers’ Award Winner Carl Phillips (bio) Click for larger view View full resolution 2016 Rona Jaffe Foundation Writers’ Award Winner Photograph courtesy of Haya Alfarhan AIREA D. MATTHEWS [End Page 779] One way to read Airea D. Matthews’s simulacra—however protean in its formal strategies and multifarious in its entry-points to the restlessness that meaning mostly comes down to—is as a meditation on wa…
Let's Get Lost, and
Let’s Get Lost, and: The Wedding, and: The Dark No Softer Than It Was Before, and: Rockabye Carl Phillips (bio) LET’S GET LOST And the wheel, as promised, in time turning; the light Homeric now, now merely Virgilian, predictably flashing off the waves that toss between sincerity and authenticity in the storm’s wake, If they can makeno difference, why these feelings? And the whole crew gone missing. . . [End Page 31] THE WEDDING Where there’s noth…
Gateway Effects
It is often claimed that low-risk drugs still create harm because of "gateway effects", in which they cause the use of a high-risk alternative. Such claims are popular among opponents of tobacco harm reduction, claiming that low-risk tobacco products (e.g., e-cigarettes, smokeless tobacco) cause people to start smoking, sometimes backed by empirical studies that ostensibly support the claim. However, these studies consistently ignore the obvious …
Pearl fishing in the ancient world
The oldest pearl in the world was found in the United Arab Emirates and dates from 7500 BP . Gemmologists and jewellers have popularised the idea that the oldest pearl in the world is the 5000‐year‐old Jomon pearl from Japan. Discoveries made on the shores of south‐eastern Arabia show this to be untrue, as the archaeological pearls that have been found are 2500 years older. In this region, pearls still hold an important place. Indeed, today they …
Snow Globe
Snow Globe Carl Phillips (bio) I Whatever falls is a thing descending. But descent doesn’t have to mean to fall. About nostalgia, I am still against it. By morning, there was no evidence of what had happened between us, or not happened. How everything depends. The sound of bees beginning to stir a last time all over again in the walls of a house left wintering. A little wind through the pines in stereo, making the limbs stiffly rise, like memoria…
Snowing
Snowing Carl Phillips (bio) At last, they had reached the blue meadow that the seagets called there—he lay down, fell asleepbeside it . . . His horse, seeming strangely naked, itsbridle and saddle having long ago beenabandoned somewhere, stood motionless,a dark shore of its own. How longhad the two of them been traveling?From how far away?What was the horse's name when the manwould sing to it, riding by starlight, and what was itssecret name? Now…
Black Swan on Water, in a Little Rain
Black Swan on Water, in a Little Rain Carl Phillips (bio) Seen this way,through that lens where needand wanting swim at random toward each other, away again, andnow and then together, he moves less likea swan—black, or otherwise—than like any man for whom sex is, or has at last become,an added sense by which to pass ungently but moreentirely across a life where, in between the silences, he leaves what little he's got to show for himselfbehind him…
The third‐millennium tombs and settlement at Mowaihat in the Emirate of Ajman, U.A.E
Evidence of a settlement located near two late third‐millennium tombs excavated at Mowaihat in the Emirate of Ajman is presented in order to complete the documentation of this site. Although the settlement evidence is only slight, especially when compared with the substantial architecture of the tombs, it is not atypical of contemporary sites in this region. A possible interpretation is, therefore, proposed in an attempt to explain the various th…
Knowing Percival
I met Percival Everett in the summer of 1999, when he and I were on the faculty of the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference. We spent very little time together, as I remember it—lunch at the A & W Drive-In one hot afternoon; encounters walking from class to a reading. But somewhere along the way, we seemed to be circling one another with that combination of welcome and somehow uneasy-making recognition of a kindred sensibility when and where one had le…
The Cure
The Cure Carl Phillips (bio) The tree stood dying—dying slowly, in the usual manner of trees, slowly, but not without its clusters of spring leaves taking shape again, already. The limbs that held them tossed, shifted, the light fell as it does, through them, though it sometimes looked as if the light were being shaken, as if by the branches—the light, like leaves, had it been autumn, scattering down: singly, in fistfuls. Nothing about it to do w…
The Way Back
The Way Back Carl Phillips (bio) When he takes it by the neck where the head should be, repositioning the body so the markings at the wings face up, he does it with a gesture so absolute in its refusal to give anything of feeling away, that it seems at first like a brand of precision—his own brand— and not indifference. Prairie hawk, he says, Or an owl, it's possible. He speaks like a man who knows at least a couple of things, maybe more than tha…
Blue
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, Pastoral, and his most recent collection, Tether (2001). He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
To the Interior
The Girding
The Girding Carl Phillips With time, with wear, the leather softens. Clarity versus blur. It is very—in that way—like the body. Something not the soul, morea cross between will and spirit thaterodes finally, the erosionitself seductive almost. Some of us pursue our hungers, some enact them. Fine distinctions, as among gifts, the sort we choose,those we find; others, that press themselves upon us. Not punishment— think in terms of, instead, persua…
Libretto
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, Pastoral, and his most recent collection, Tether (2001). He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
North
Quarter-View, from Nauset
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Charm
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, Pastoral, and his most recent collection, Tether (2001). He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Grove
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, Pastoral, and his most recent collection, Tether (2001). He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Fuse
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, Pastoral, and his most recent collection, Tether (2001). He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Golden
Dead Reckoning
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Interlude
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Note on an Ubaid‐pottery site in the Emirate of Umm al‐Qaiwain
This short note concerns a small shell concentration in the emirate of Umm al‐Qaiwain, U.A.E., where chipped stone and pottery of Mesopotamian Ubaid type has been found. The site and finds are described and their place within the broader context of Ubaid pottery sites in the Gulf region is briefly discussed
Pearl fishing in the ancient world
The oldest pearl in the world was found in the United Arab Emirates and dates from 7500 BP . Gemmologists and jewellers have popularised the idea that the oldest pearl in the world is the 5000‐year‐old Jomon pearl from Japan. Discoveries made on the shores of south‐eastern Arabia show this to be untrue, as the archaeological pearls that have been found are 2500 years older. In this region, pearls still hold an important place. Indeed, today they …
A Bronze to Iron Age fishing economy at Kalbāʾ 4 (Emirate of Sharjah, United Arab Emirates)
This paper represents a study of archaeological fish remains retrieved from the excavations conducted by C. S. Phillips between 1993 and 2001 at Kalbāʾ 4 (Emirate of Sharjah, UAE). Kalbāʾ 4 is a major coastal site that was continuously occupied from the Umm an‐Nar period to the Iron Age (c. 2700–600 BCE). The site is of particular interest regarding monumental architecture, pottery studies and exchange networks across Arabia and its neighbouring …
An Interview with Carl Phillips
Callaloo - Volume 21, Number 1, Winter 1998
The Æsthetics of Plainsong
Journal Article THE ÆSTHETICS OF PLAINSONG Get access C. HENRY PHILLIPS C. HENRY PHILLIPS Search for other works by this author on: Oxford Academic Google Scholar Music and Letters, Volume XV, Issue 2, April 1934, Pages 128–138, https://doi.org/10.1093/ml/XV.2.128 Published: 01 April 1934
The Archbishop's Three Seats in Canterbury Cathedral
The question ‘Where did the Archbishop of Canterbury sit in pre-Reformation times when officially present at divine service in his cathedral?’ is one which has had no very clear answer hitherto. There can be no dispute that his ‘throne’ par excellence —the sign and symbol of his episcopal and primatial dignity—was the so-called ‘St. Augustine's chair’ still in use at archiepiscopal enthronements—really a marble chair of early-thirteenth-century d…
Your Country
Note on an Ubaid‐pottery site in the Emirate of Umm al‐Qaiwain
This short note concerns a small shell concentration in the emirate of Umm al‐Qaiwain, U.A.E., where chipped stone and pottery of Mesopotamian Ubaid type has been found. The site and finds are described and their place within the broader context of Ubaid pottery sites in the Gulf region is briefly discussed
Blue
Death of the Sibyl
The Reach
You Are Here
Sunday
Sir Liege
Sir Liege Carl Phillips (bio) Like love, you must lie somewhere sleeping. There will be, then, no Eastering—that is, if I drift now, I drift expecting no especially corporeal levitation: as the song says, aubade. But as ever, a snow’s calligraphy bores me, and any Sunday means snow—real, imagined, a soft, blanketing blank across which a world skis, becomes Pharaoh, a child-king, sterile. Every bell hangs with all the stillness of waiting just to …
Dearest Won
Dearest Won Carl Phillips (bio) Soon, I suspect, I shall be done with the dove, and the steep rescue its wings once, in storied flight unfolding, meant promise of. Confess—if I grow used, now, to a life all jazz-less blow and drag of storm, it was not always so: before I’d crossed a lover’s trust, only to learn I did not mind it; before I’d broken— not a heart, but that as-yet deviceless, still-apt-at-knee-to-buckle child that, having looked ever…
Lay Me Down
Lay Me Down Carl Phillips (bio) Lay me down. Let me. Lay me down. Now. As water upon water, think rainon particular waters: Illyrian, Potomac, Mississippi— My Barge?My Skiff? A paper boat across the water of—we havebeen places, times— of one particular and lost summer’s pool: dark, and the only light what the pool’s lights from below, frombeneath the water cast through it and up to each tree bent toward it, and the leaves accordingly blue, lunar,…
Late Empire
Late Empire Carl Phillips (bio) To those who were born wanting, the mornings came cockless, sunless, minus even the question of how, how to fill them, the pulled, gape-mouthed hours: no spire, no swollen clang of bells would serve. Who blames them if they wandered lonely, then, spare as exile kings in search of whatever hands that might crown them? Some few—the favored—found, briefly strutted, then consigned their fevered limbs to loss in the fie…
Clay
Clay Carl Phillips (bio) The shape of any thing is the shape a line makes around it. So whatever my body can recall of another’s hands— hard, spent upon it. So whatever fossil —a feather, a fern— slate surrounds. If there can be one, the shape of any line is its direction. Shape, direction: the crosstrees. That point where the two cross has been narrative, history—our story. When did I choose The Flesh, Wanting? . . . . —In Pompeii, it took ash t…
Suite for Rope and Bells
Callaloo - Volume 21, Number 1, Winter 1998
An Interview with Carl Phillips
Callaloo - Volume 21, Number 1, Winter 1998
Honey Hush
Honey Hush Carl Phillips (bio) I. It will be as if: fur. As if trust could be fur. Imagine, bees coat the sugar body that is yours . . . see how your body hums? Say you love them. Now. You must say you love them. And I would, and —I would, until it was true almost, and then true: I could love the bees, and neither mind nor be surprised by their weight, slow as drones and as deliberate, upon me. II. Every fall, still, the deer swim the cold channe…
A Vanity of Wishes
A Vanity of Wishes Carl Phillips (bio) To take everything back, reverse the limbs turned out outrageous, the breath foundering. To wake from where flesh— like every other road there— was hard, lasting. And find it dream—and the dreaming, enough. To rise full from the long table of example: the double stags, gutted, skinned, dressed— all that meat, at last, rendered useful; the upturned brace of pheasant, still struggling, still knowing dimly, mor…
Ending
The Sleigh Ride
The Sleigh Ride Carl Phillips (bio) What I remember is—actual reindeer, harnessed; that velvet and story could be harnessed; and could smell as leather, like restraint, does when grown used to, gone soft with matching its own labor against that of the flesh whose natural sway is toward recovery of a life somewhere, instinctively, remembered as untamed . . . —And that it was lonely, despite the wind stinging everywhere but (as if to suggest I am n…
Golden
Dead Reckoning
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Interlude
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Moving Target
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
The Clearing
Carl Phillips is the author of From the Devotions, a finalist for the National Book Award, In the Blood, winner of the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Cortége, finalist for a National Book Critics Circle Award, and his most recent collection, Pastoral. He teaches at Washington University (St. Louis), where he has also served as the director of the Creative Writing Program
Art (32 works) · Philosophy (26 works) · Art history (25 works) · History (24 works) · Literature (23 works) · Poetry (20 works) · Poetry Analysis and Criticism (18 works) · Morse code (15 works) · Psychology (14 works) · Engineering (12 works)