Cartesian Instant Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Cartesian Instant

Reality's made
of what
it is
Not what
it might
have been

The apple
landing
on my head
Bespeaks
of now
not then

All abstract
nature
Plato drawn
To live
behind
the mask

What's real
in substance
real in form
No future
and
—no past

(Strafford Pennsylvania: November,2023)

Tuesday, November 7, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: november
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