Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Open Fields

Are you judging from halls
  academic

Or from places where words
  cannot hide

Are your hours immersed in
  false reference

Or in a visceral pursuit 
  that defies

All bias and excuse
  living tethered

In an ivy green mansion
  enthroned 

While truth and beauty
  run together

Through open fields 
  —that no pundit has grown

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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