October 18, 2014

POETRY BY DARREN DEMAREE



Darren's poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including the South Dakota Review, Meridian, The Louisville Review, Grist, and the Colorado Review. 
He is the author of "As We Refer To Our Bodies" (2013, 8th House), "Temporary Champions" (2014, Main Street Rag), and "Not For Art Nor Prayer" (2015, 8th House).  He is the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology.
Darren is currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.





THE STIMULI AFTER THE HISTORY HAS BEEN MADE

Great attempts
to keep it
together

after
the judgment
& the reckoning,

the story told
completely
& yet, the etc.

matters
in the present,
because what was

a gift or a triumph
will never know
how to fade away

& something must
know to fade away
or there will be

no ruins to decorate
or celebrate
or be buried in.



THERE IS SOME MATTER TOO SMALL TO BE FOUND BY THE LIGHT

Actual science
& actual art,

those black dots
that are never named

can never be framed
or sold as formula

& that ornery wrinkle
of process

& flailing, even in
victory

keeps us cold
enough to know

that the light
itself is black dots,

ecstatic dancers
bouncing off each

other, creating
believable energy.



THERE IS NO INSIDE OF HIM ANYMORE


If the hum
of the atoms
can do no more

than vibrate
with empathy
for the bronze

& marble
walls of man,
then what?

Then why?
The how?
That burn

is the smell
of an art
finding home.

1 comment:

  1. In "There is no inside of him anymore," should "The how?" be "Then how?"

    Or maybe "The hell?" which would sound great with "smell" and also link with the burning. ;-)

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