Burnt Green Onions

Kurt Philip Behm

Are you qualified

to comment

Are you predisposed

to care

Can your envy

make it better

When you rip

and then you tear

 

Sleeping

with the devil

The critic

stirs his pot

Trying to recook

the stew

With all the things

— he’s not

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2025)

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Kurt I feel this one deeply. In such poetic form you have described the process. How often I have had critics words dissect a poem's lines not understanding its meaning. Criticized for it not being descriptive enough when it's meant to be vague, for lack of color when the meaning is black and white, when taking it for a mere description when it is a metaphor. We are not responsible for a critic's lack of understanding. It took too long before they understood van Gogh's paintings and Melville's masterpiece

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Yes, Amen to all of that. I have always believed in the immortal words of Cat Stevens ... "The First Cut
      Is The Deepest."

      Thanks Soren.

      • sorenbarrett

        Most welcome Kurt

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Kurt, this poem burns with righteous precision…a mirror held to envy disguised as critique. Sharp, rhythmic, and fearless…it doesn’t flinch from calling the devil by name. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

        • Kurt Philip Behm

          Thanks. I often think about the quote by another TR about 'The Man In The Arena.'

          https://www.amazon.com/Man-Arena-Theodore-Roosevelt-Quote/dp/B06XG1M5J1



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