Memories Of Ouray Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Memories Of Ouray



Nothing about life is impossible,
viewed while looking up

Nothing about death is reversible,
viewed while looking down

All in between is contestable,
winds blow North and South

Nothing promised, nothing cursed
—the choice to laugh or frown

(Ouray Colorado: October,1995)

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