Lines Impearled Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Lines Impearled



Is a poem ever really done,
can the last word not begin

The Angels voting lines impearled
each phrase into a hymn

Is a poem ever given back,
to whom the words behold

Each letter turned into a string
—a harp of heaven's gold

(Dreamsleep: March,2020)

Monday, March 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: heaven
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