Strangers Cry Out Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Strangers Cry Out



Often, I have to challenge the words,
after they're written

Often, I struggle to understand,
what the Muse is trying to say

Often, I have to cede the ground,
that buttresses my thinking

Often, the voices calling out
—are strangers to my ear

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January,2020)

Thursday, January 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: voices
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