Kurt Philip Behm

New Whispers

Sometimes,
  in the shadows
  of the early morning light

Resting in the 
  shade,
  awaiting the beginning

And hiding
  from the end
  of all that’s unpromised

I watch
  the questions disguise themselves 
  as often answered

And tuck
  new whispers soft within, 
  —a certain change

(Chicago Illinois: July, 1977)