April 10-16, 2017: Poetry from Lark Beltran and Darren C. Demaree

​Lark Beltran and Darren C. Demaree

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​Lark Beltran
larkbeltran@hotmail.com

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Lark Beltran, originally from California, has lived in Lima, Peru for many years as an ESL teacher. She and her Peruvian husband alternate between the capital and two other cottages in the mountains and jungle. Many of Lark´s poems have appeared in online and offline journals.

The following work is Copyright © 2017, and owned by ​Lark Beltran and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.


Teeming Void

Nothing poetic moves
on this Sunday curb
overhung with telephone wires
condensing polluted globules
from a dull sky.

Ho-hum
is the Nissan Sentra
and its driver
wearing a cast on her foot,
who joins the line
of life-stories
outside the entrance
to the medical lab
on Cheaper Day –

encapsulated poetry
their hidden worlds
motley and passionate,
like cells
under a microscope.


Wine In The Desert

The night I camped
on a tawny, duney stretch
of Precolumbian cemetery
out among the slivers of the sticks,
two coffee-mugs of the local unlabelled port
made the stars enact special
Van Gogh spirals just for me.
Under their gyrations I think I danced,
to sink upon sand softer than sleeping bag
(discounting the odd shinbone or vertebra
of a once-fellow sentient
who walked these grounds before my family´s name.)
Rocked by a motherly earth
and unwilling to rush the ride back to reality,
I revelled in a quasi-mystical cocooning
never experienced again.

 

 



Darren C. Demaree
darrencdemaree@yahoo.com

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My poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including the South Dakota Review, Meridian, New Letters, Diagram, and the Colorado Review. I am the author of six poetry collections, most recently "Many Full Hands Applauding Inelegantly" (2016, 8th House Publishing). I am the Managing Editor of the Best of the Net Anthology and Ovenbird Poetry. I am currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with my wife and children. Visit Darren on the web here.

The following work is Copyright © 2017, and owned by Darren C. Demaree and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

Trump as a Fire Without Light #22

Let me put it another way. We’re imagining hope. We’re imagining Ohio. We’re forced into belief. We only see the threats, the tension, and the titles of his lists.


Trump as a Fire Without Light #24

Strained faces and clutching each other, how awful all of these holiday cards will be this year. Look into the blackened corner, the creeping soot has an eye for mother and father sees it. Look into the blank fireplace. How is this happening? At least the children are smiling. They believe every rustle to be that of Santa Clause. Their only worry is that all of the doors are locked at night now, and what if there is no backup plan?