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Non Grata

I’ve made a veritable art form out of ignoring others Taken it to the highest level, its crown made out of thorns Turning my back and looking away, denying their importance A world where they do not exist —no insult could hurt more (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

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Line Gauthier

Date: 2/20/2020 10:11:00 PM

Love this one, Kurt. Bravo.

Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 2/20/2020 10:23:00 PM

Thanks LG.

Daniel Turner

Date: 2/20/2020 9:06:00 PM

You are correct. Turning your back to someone while they are talking to you is worse than a slap in the face. The only thing worse that I can think of is if you were to spit in their face.

Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 2/20/2020 10:22:00 PM

Indeed. My Mother taught me how to develop this into an art form. Native Americans, the Amish and Quakers are experts at it also.

Jan Allison

Date: 2/20/2020 7:54:00 PM

You are lucky indeed but can be easier said than done Kurt:-( hugs Jan xx

Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 2/20/2020 8:43:00 PM

That's true, thanks Jan.