You can’t argue or reason
your way
into transcendence
Sinking deeper
with each formula drawn
—and truism proclaimed
(Wayne Pennsylvania: March, 2020)
Mr. Bojangles—Dance
The imagery of experience,
the magic of verse
Each word bought and paid for
—to bless or to curse
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: 1971)
‘With Jerry Jeff Walker At The Main Point’
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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