Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
If you don’t write
everything down
Then at least take
everything in
Seeds once planted,
ripen and grow
A blind eye
—the killer within...
Devoted to my writing,
a prayer with every word
Faithful to each line I write,
my verse—my spoken Lord
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,...
When should you get ready
to die…
When you’re old,
and the signs are in letters so big?
When should you get ready
to die…
When you...
When should you get ready
to die…
When you’re old,
and the signs are in letters so big?
When should you get ready
to die…
When you...
The mouthpiece of ignorance
is gossip
The wellspring of gossip
—is lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)