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Kurt Philip Behm

In adolescence he created

the myth

 

That untamed

—devoured him

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

 

 

This Moment

 

How real can you be…

how prescient can you become

 

How long can the moment last

—to choose or to then believe

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

 

 

Divinus

 

Ambient poetry,

truth on the vine

 

Words of the moment

—vintage divine

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

 

 

 

The Edge

 

Did you baptize the moment,

 did you remake the night

 

Did you give truth a name,

did your secrets escape

 

Did you forever divide,

leaving zero to burn

 

Did you dance through the flames

—to the edge of goodbye

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 3rd, 2020 20:18
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Laura🌻

    Kurt,

    Four great reads.
    I do love your
    ā€˜Dreamsleep’ writes!

    He certainly was ā€œdevouredā€!
    He was something else,
    to say the least!

    Stay safe and strong!

    ~Laura~🌻

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      I met him in 1969 while surfing Huntington Beach. He was playing a role that then became him. Most great actors will tell you that that is a danger you have to be aware of. He started out as a film student, and theater was a big part of his performance. I do believe what he wanted most was to be recognized as a poet. I have an early copy of 'The Lords And The New Creatures' signed not by him but by Pamela Courson. He was very influenced by the French contemporary Poets—Rimbaud more than the rest.

      He lived under the misconception (IMO) that self-destruction was the only way to create great art.

      In spite of all that, he accomplished a lot in 27 years.

      • Laura🌻

        When you met him in 1969, was it before or after he filmed ā€œAn American Pastoralā€?



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