The Fall

Kurt Philip Behm

I happen to be cast a
  different way

Molten like igneous
  stone

I live on the boundary,
  where others won’t play

At the edge of the scary
  unknown

The chess board on fire,
  as the Russian sage smiles

With the questions the same,
  only more

All answers now servant,
  as I step off the ledge

The fall better this time,
—than before



(Grantham New Hampshire: March, 2015)  

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 5th, 2016 10:34
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Severus Alexander

    There is no chaos, but difference. And no order, but for control..

  • Francesco

    One of the best poems I've read on here so far!
    Going to check out more now...

  • Augustus

    I too had questions. The only Russian Sage I know is a plant and it grows in many places. I began to think biblical--a second coming. Provoking. Thanks.

  • Quemis

    You have better rhythm then anyone I have discovered on here yet.

    I am not saying anything bad about prose or freeform or whatever the modern thing is these days, but... my cup of tea is flow like this, and almost everything you have here is of a similar vein.

    I have been scouring the internet for modern poetry with flow like this. Fuck yeah man. Keep it coming.



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