In The Wine Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

In The Wine



Starving within the memory of a feast
uneaten

My bread forever disappearing
—in the wine

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2016)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Morgan 05 September 2016

Sincere, well-stated conceits and good, economic handling of line, but possibly clearer to the intended. MM

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