Still They Call Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Still They Call



Some poems are true monuments,
some lower to the ground

Some verse is loaded, stacked, and piled,
some stored away till found

A phrasing here, a meaning there,
now where to put it all

As voices cry within the womb,
—unborn, but still they call

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2017)

Tuesday, March 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: voices
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