Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
Is the end something different
than goodbye
Can death extinguish doubt,
beyond all questions why
Is the melody in parts,
forever sung...
Can you paint the picture
brushless
Can you sing the words
while mute
Can you dance the lone
fandango
Can you rage
—beyond your youth...
I remember art deco things,
I remember peaches and wine
I remember sirens in the night,
I remember waving goodbye
I remember the...
Is blood,
the price of art
Is death,
the price of truth
A rose,
its thorn uncovered
And love
—the price of youth
(Villanova...
Religion…my writing,
all faith in the pen
My savior the words
—the Muse heaven sent
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)