Poems from Kurt Philip behm
Ever the temptress
whose motion deceives
There’s only one cure
for desires strip tease
She points and she lingers
distance her charm...
The physics of poetry
—creation of the self
(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)
Is your ear corrupted
by what you see
Are the sounds distorted
in blind relief
Do the voices sleep
in images gone
Does a nightmare deafen
—...
Carving nature at the joints
the scalpel glistens clean
Motion severed night from day
all stillness duly preened
Slicing creation half...
Carving nature at the joints
the scalpel glistens clean
Motion severed night from day
all stillness duly preened
Slicing creation half...