Darren C. Demaree

All the Birds Are Leaving  #79

I am learning

not to compare

to fruit,
especially time

which arrived
before us,

& arrived

ready to leave
the vine,

almost an oil

we were born

in a bath
of spoil,

but that’s why
I am learning

to love

even as it turns
into the smell

of having been.

All the Birds Are Leaving #80

How tremendous
the fury

of the dial
that was turned

many times

& that now,
we are counting

as an animal
we can return

to spring
& keep there

Ding. Let’s

begin again.
This time

was my time
& there is no

cold wine
that can extend

my meal
into the next.

All the Birds Are Leaving #81

for depth,
I ate small

parts of time,
tucked them
in my belly

& gave life
to nothing,
but belief

that appetite,
the behavior
of it,

less than
a mask worn

no holiday.
It’s something

to give into
when hands
are seasonal

that shovel
light effort.

Darren C. Demaree’s poems have appeared, or are scheduled to appear in numerous magazines/journals, including The South Dakota Review, Meridian, The Louisville Review, Grist, and Whiskey Island. 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 recipient of three Pushcart Prize nominations and a Best of the Net nomination. He is currently living and writing in Columbus, Ohio with his wife and children.
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Susan Lewis (susanlewis.net) is the editor of Posit (positjournal.com) and the author of ten books and chapbooks, including Zoom, winner of the 2017 Washington Prize, Heisenberg's Salon, This Visit, and State of the Union. Her poetry has appeared in such places as The Awl, Berkeley Poetry Review, Boston Review, The Brooklyn Rail, Cimarron, Gargoyle, The Journal, New American Writing, The New Orleans Review, Prelude, Raritan, Seneca Review, So to Speak, Verse, Verse Daily, and VOLT.