Emily was born
inside of a poem
Without the belabor
of words in her knowing
Ending each lyric
before it began
No start and no finish
— in place where she ran
(Amherst Massachusetts: September, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
Online) - Published: September 22nd, 2026 13:31
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Comments7
Beautiful Kurt and a fave
Thanks, she's a favorite of mine.
You are most welcome. I can tell
Nice poem
Thanks so much.
Emily must embody poetry. My cousin Emily too has a very poetic air and life about her even to this day. Most enjoyed, Kurt. 👍🏻🕊️
Thanks, she was named after a GIANT !
What a lovely tribute, Kurt. Eight lines, and she feels close enough to visit. A fave, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
She’s very special to me, thanks.
A very fine Poem here. Reminds me of the Paul Simon Song: 'For Emily whenever I may find her'.
A fave.
Thanks so much.
My Pleasure.
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