Nowhere Left Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Nowhere Left
Age now walks beside me,
a reminder of the past
Not a shadow or a mirror,
but a debt come due at last
Each step it locks in cadence,
my denial zero sum
A reckoning before me
—and nowhere left to run
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June 20,2019)
Age catches up with us all and time maybe isn't on our side any longer. A great poem that shows this dear Kurt.
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8/7/2025 3:52:39 AM # 1.0.0
Wonderful poem! ! ! !