The Hourglass Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Hourglass



I wish that I had cared enough,
to mention once or twice

That what I wanted now has changed,
old virtues turned to vice

The past left misbegotten,
and future long disclaimed

The present what I'm running from
—its hourglass in flames

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January,2020)

Thursday, January 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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