Poems from Kurt Philip behm
In days of wonder
I wander alone
Lost in the transition
of being myself
Lost in the memory
of all that I’ve missed
Lost in the reasons
that...
Freedom without question
Truth without doubt
Love without heartache
Hope without pain
Truth without question
Freedom without doubt
Light...
Do nothings
wth tenure
poseurs sublime
Their barrels
sit empty
coated
with lime
The space
they take up
much better off
closed
For...
Not an academic
Poet
Not a tenement
Poet
Not a beat or a blues
or a church Poet
Not a famous or infamous
or celebrity Poet
Not an Irish or...
The gravity
of space
The gravity
of time
Forging
perspectives
Relative
in kind
Newtonian
dogma
At sixteen
he knew
By curving
the axis
It...