A Riper Day Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

A Riper Day



Like wine,
Poets age with every year

Tattered labels stained,
vintners unclear

Bordeaux, Merlot, or Cabernet,
words mellow in the dark

Where time ferments a riper day
—its richness to impart

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December,2019)

Monday, December 30, 2019
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