Letting the page breathe,
my pen in its well
The letters enchanted,
recasting their spell
Beginning then ending,
beginning again
Rewriting the master
—their magic amends
(The New Room: March, 2021)
William Tell Remembered
A flash of light,
a cloud of dust,
a joyous moment
beneath the rust
A hearty vision
with silver streaks,
unmasking boyhood
—in memories deep
(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: March, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
very clever and very enjoyable Kurt.
Thanks, much appreciated
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