Kurt Philip Behm Poems

The past cried out a dire warning
unlocking you from the moment

"History rules, the die is cast
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A novel can be written and detach
from its author
—but poetry can't
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As time unweaves,
its mask deceives
—to hide a bigger truth
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Forty-five caliber abstract
targets big and small

Bullseye in the mirror
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There's a great luxury
in telling the truth

A richness verbatim
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Beauty is truth,
truth is beauty,
let me count the ways
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It's easy to criticize…
harder to know

The poison unleashing,
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You don't have to abandon previous beliefs
to embrace what presents to you now

As windows long open whose portals of light
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The lack of humanity
drives zero-sum
Away from each other
a darkening sun
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The drums have restarted,
the chanters proclaim

The dancers with coup sticks
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