Her face held
no memory
Her body
no past
The light trapped
within her
As first comes
— to last
(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
Vague enough to keep the mind working, vivid enough to understand, in great rhyme to satisfy the soul and with good rhythm for the ear. A piece of art
I'm honored by your very poetic comments.
Thanks so much.
Kurt
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