Au Contraire Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Au Contraire



They come to me couplets,
they come to me tight

They come to me rhyming,
they come to me right

With lessened confusion,
more light in the air

All youthful illusions,
exposed,
—‘au contraire'

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2017)

Thursday, April 20, 2017
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