Making sense of it all…
our grandest myth
Wisdom born of age,
bleeds from youth’s betrayal
Questions drying unvarnished,
naked meanings
Darker darks reface the cliff,
edges sharper cut
Two images, clearer than before,
preying in deadly contrast
As wonder divides the day,
—fear stalks the night
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
Well written and expressed
Thanks Tony
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