No one would claim their equal…
each the promised man
“Hunting what the others feared,
drumbeats called from far and near,
ghosts were dancing—vision clear”
The Northern Cheyenne
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Hunting what others fear takes some fortitude. I don't know if you meant it consciously, but your last line reads and is punctuated like the title of the piece. Like and unexpected key to the riddle above, or a poem upside down. Wait, nothing you do is not carefully crafted. Of course you knew exactly what you were doing. Thanks!
Very kind, and as always, interesting insight.
Thanks
Kurt
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